[Melchior] Where I go, when I go there, No more memory anymore Only men on distant ships, The women with them, swimming with them, to shore [Moritz] Where I go, when I go there, No more whispering anymore Only hymns upon your lips; A mystic wisdom, rising with them, to shore [Ernst] Touch me- just like that And that- oh, yeah- now, that's heaven Now, that I like God that's so nice Now lower down, where the figs lie [SPOKEN] Moritz: Still, you must admit, with the two anatomies, it truly is daunting. I mean how everything might... Melchior: Measure up? Moritz: Not that I'm saying I wouldn't... I wouldn't want to not... would ever not want to... Melchior: Moritz? Moritz I have to go. Melchior: Moritz, wait! [Otto] Where I go, when I go there, No more shadows anymore Only men with golden fins; The rhythm in them, rocking with them, to shore [Georg] Where I go when I go there, No more weeping anymore Only in and out your lips; The broken wishes, washing with them, to shore [All] Touch me- all silent Tell me- please- all is forgiven Consume my wine Consume my mind I'll tell you how, how the winds sigh Touch me- just try it Now there- that's it- God that's heaven Touch me I'll love your light I'll love you right We'll wander down, where the sins lie Touch me- just like that Now lower down, where the sins lie Love me- just for bit We'll wander down, where the winds sigh Where the winds sigh Where the winds sigh --

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