Total loss is the assessment. Diagnosis of our connection: Cardiac and brain death All resuscitation measures came much too late The emergency doctor could only confirm the death. After a transfusion rejection reaction With the purest heart's blood of the loving one But, alas.... Nothing made sense anymore Total loss is the devaluation Diagnosis of our relationship without status and commitment Even intimacies proceeded flawlessly Nevertheless, you discarded me. Discarded You were also so polite and nice about it. I would like to borrow the rhetoric guide from you. Just in case: I find myself in the position, To charmingly dismiss someone Diagnosis of our connection, without love: Cardiac and brain death The emergency doctor arrived far too late And could only document the sudden cardiac arrest All resuscitation measures were stopped The plug was pulled Until the baseline on the ECG No longer showed any spikes Pulled the plug Until the baseline on the ECG No longer showed any spikes The burial under a birch tree Took place And broken hearts beat One last time in rhythm Until their longing was merely A bitter memory of long-faded days And nights on her gravestone inscription