Maloya's Cloud
From the lakes of Italy along the Alps
Enter the Mouth of Maloya
meander like a snake
Hence the term snake cloud
I have never defined feelings
But I still remember the clouds formed after the rain on the Swiss peak of Titlis
You seem to let the cloud swallow all your sentimentality bit by bit
When you want to look back at the memories in the Pensieve
you can only destroy yourself
to go back to the past
No wonder Wilherm sits across the valley
Wrote the script for the Serpent of Maloya
Finally committed suicide here
We swap roles
But I still insist that I am Sigrid
not Helena
I am Sigrid, young and full of temptation
I'm not a forty year old woman named Helena who was seduced until she committed suicide
But 20 years later I don't play Sigrid at 19 anymore
in the battle of this age
I lost as a woman
I'm no longer wild
All that is left are the traces of the years
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