Behind all struggle for love and appreciation,|You are a true being of light|full of honest love, hope and desire|and talented,|the dull hearts of many|happy to set on fire||Your body is like a beautiful temple|of the wild Dionysian Gods,|where many candles burning,|where is danced, joked and loved|and where good ideas will come||but your body hurts|and your heart loses the beat||You cannot escape yourself|and hide in every way|so open the window to a bright day|in the sunlight||and forgive you all damage done|what you feel as bad|because good ideas will come||happy to set on fire||and good ideas will come