Om jeg bare var en ydmyk vannpytt da speilet jeg himmelen...---If I was just a humble puddle then I mirrored the sky ...---Wenn ich nur eine bescheidene Pfütze wäre, dann spiegele ich den Himmel ...---Si j'étais juste une humble flaque d'eau, alors j'ai reflété le ciel ...--- Si yo solo fuera un humilde charco, entonces reflejé el cielo ...

I have built my temple
---wall and face---
Outside the idea of space,
Complex-built as a full-rigged ship:
I made its walls of my fears,
Its turrets many of weird thoughts and tears---
And that strange temple, thus unfurled
Like a death's-head flag, that like a whip
Stinging around my soul is curled,
Is far more real than the world...