The weight of the world is heavy Under the burden of solitude Under the burden of race or destruction The weight, the weight became his love Who can deny in dreams he touches A melody in fire he struts A miracle in imagination anguishes Till one inhuman Looks out of the heart Burdening the purity For the burden of life is love But he carried the weight bitterly And so much breath In the arms of love At last must rest in the arms of love Now rest without love Now sleep without dreams of love Be fed or chill Obsessed with angels or machines The final wage is love Cannot be bitter, cannot deny Cannot be told if denied The weight is too heavy Thus came a long return A thought is given in solitude In all its excellence, all its success The world borders shine together In the darkness the hand moves To the center of the blur The skin trembles in happiness And the soul comes joyful to the eye Yes, yes, that's what I wanted My love is wanted My love is wanted to return To the body When I was young When I was young When I was young The world borders shine together In the darkness the hand moves To the center of the blur The skin trembles in happiness And the soul comes joyful to the eye To the center of the blur The skin trembles in happiness And the soul comes joyful to the eye Yes, yes, that's what I wanted My love is wanted My love is wanted to return To the body When I was young To the body When I was young When I was young