A loose translation of a poem I wrote in Dutch:

My Lonely Planet

Alone for a moment and I ask: will you come with me?
To my lonely planet, where I have made my home?

Will you help me light the stars again
And after that, raise the sun?

So the flowers will start blooming
And the trees reach for the skies once more
So the smokey air will clear
And we bathe in cool green water
So over time, the birds start singing
And the seas will flow again

Will you help me break the chains
So, just maybe, I can retrace my steps
And find, underneath the blanket of this lonely planet
The smile that I once had

Alone for a moment and I ask you: will you come with me?