In quest of her whom I had lost I found a shore to rest at last And in this waters a shimmering Phantasmal lights like echoes of the past I saw them drinking from the blackened flow With empty eyes they stared at me aghast Then I found the one I had been longing for Together we would drink From waters of this shore And dreamed a dreamless Dream of nothingness abound As we forgot to be, oblivion we found We drank from Lethe to be reborn So trinke vom Fluß des Vergessens Den dunklen Strömen des Lethe In dem die Sterne leuchtend schwimmen In der ewigen Schönheit des Nichts