Since you sleep elsewhere, the sun is slumbering
High above us, it shines
less bright, less hot

It no longer devours me
after dawn, it doesn't even call me
awake, getting up takes me a lot of trouble

Only in the afternoon does my blood flow
from its light and does the sun carry
the weight of my worries

Then my heart can fly
like a dragon, if necessary I get lost
forever in heaven

and I'll stay with the sun, the sun
that oversees everything, knows everything
and warms everything