You and I have travelled
to the land of Hades,
to the land of the dead,
from which only few return.
Untergehen is such a lonely journey
Monsieur.
Despite your heroic courage
you drowned,
like Ophelia.
Perhaps you tried too hard
all by yourself
in awesome solitude,
when I allowed other hands
to hold mine,
as I was emerging
from the bowels of the earth
and yours was the warmest.
