(S. WeberM. SchumpeltJ.O. Soerup)

lying in the sun's just a nice occupation

I'm lying lazily on a lown

enjoining the warmth and amazing sounds

somewhere there with sensual intention

I wish the earth would open and swallow me up

I'm getting lost in the warm, moist ground

more and more I'm sinking deeper

sun and air are far away

but there's no need for looking or breathing

more and more, I'm sinking deeper and deeper

the lark's warble, the streams babble, bees humming

a couple's chattering, all die away with every inch

no roots, no worms, no need for my clothes

and to get rid of them needs only one thought

more and more, it's getting colder

between the devil and the deep blue sea

I can no longer tarry here

I'm leaving my body, a new way to reach an unknown attraction

somewhere there in the dephts