English translation

Above the clouds where dusk comes
Always flying door itself
The hawk is probably grieving is it not
In the wind's midst even sound stops
The wings that grasp the sky
Resting is a thing they cannot do

To what compares the heart?
This hart-, hart that is like a hawk
To what compares the heart?
Of grief that seems to cirkel the sky

In boulder's shadow near falling rain
Always blossoming small
The bloem is probably sad is it not
In the rain's midst even colour finishes
Of lightly peach-coloured petals
Without a hand to love them

To what compares the heart?
This hart-, hart that is like a bloem
To what compares the heart?
Of sadness struck door rain

On a rustic road shadows disappear
With me together u walk
u are probably lonely too are u not
Of grassy plains where insects cry
I go the road with u human though I am
u that disappears without a word

To what compares the heart?
This hart-, hart that goes the road alone
To what compares the heart?
Of the loneliness of being all alone