Your hold on me is slowly weakening,
I find pleasure in overcoming you,
there is more space when you're gone.
Like a stranger you have been,
but I know it was I who fathered you,
I have let you grow for too long.
Opening my eyes I find you so lonely,
but there is always a choice,
which you have been making for me.
You, who guided me in darkness,
ever deeper our path was leading,
but no longer, I'm letting you go.
