A smooth red flashing lightning

Right into your eyes’ sea

Melting the freeze of the cold ice surface

Right into the blooming green

Touch the clouds of the soft sky breathing

Hold them tight to get a grip

Don’t be late for the holy meeting

Then laughing air will greet

Your fooling dream

Step into the flying castle

Made of flying balloon stones

Be careful with the stairs beneath you

Don’t you break your bones

For the ones who are waiting

The hourglass is set

You aren’t late for the holy meeting

Now applause you get

Drink, eat, enjoy the pleasures

That the ceremony has to give

Lust and hunger will be fed

What a life it is to live

Blind and deaf, enter, exit

Up and down and left and right

You aren’t late for the holy meeting

She has left tonight

Your fooling dream