In your two arms

In your two arms rocking I am

quietly.

In my two arms rocking you are

quietly.

In your two arms I am a child

listening.

In my two arms you're the child, I'm

listening.

With your two arms you hold me tight when

I am scared.

With my two arms I hold you tight and

I'm not scared.

In your two arms even the

silence of death

won't frighten me.

In your two arms I'll fall through death

as though it were

just a dream.
 

(Translated by Gina Gönczi, 2003)