Alles, was ich bin

If I were a star
If I were summoned
As messengers of longing as kind light
Would honor me with wishes and songs
And some poems

If I were the wind
If only I could circle the world
Just for fun without purpose without goal
Could travel with the migration of birds
Wherever I want to go

If I were the sea
Oh how could I imagine
The battle of life with raging power
The enemies buried beneath the waves
In any battle

If I were a storm
Oh how I could be angry
And destroy everything that displeases me
Yrieb' unimpressed by pleas and requests
My game with the world

But all I am is a dreamer a poet
Who goes on fairytale journeys with his songs
All I am is a stowaway
On the ship of fantasy
And if you want, dream with me

If I were a stream
Would children play
With stones and wood in my bed
They would laugh and feel safe
And would find me nice

If I were a mountain
If someone looked up to me
For I would be mighty and wise and old
People would fear me and beware
From my violence

But all I am is a dreamer a poet
Who goes on fairytale journeys with his songs
Yes, all I am is a stowaway
On the ship of fantasy
And if you want, dream with me

If I were a stone
Oh how I could be hard
Despise feelings and love and suffering
And all longing would be spared me
And sadness