Dated to: 9 november 2004, still by Alderach.
*translated at the best of my abbilities*

Low shadow on brownblack leafs
I'm nurtured by an prominent wish
that to totally unspoiled
find a place
within my beloved's heart

But who my beloved is
where she has her home sweet home.
Is so unclear to me
as seasons for the sun
and a desolate squeaky gate.
Together with lonelyness
I endure dangers and
prosperity alike.
Alone I now sit, confounded
body frozen from top to bottom
Always out there, amongst the
beautiful.
What should I do now?