Фридрих Ницше - Часть 1. О целомудрии - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I love the forest. It is difficult to live in cities: there are too many lustful people there. Isn't it better to fall into the hands of a murderer than into the dreams of a lustful woman? And look at these men: their eyes say - they know nothing better on earth than to lie with a woman. Dirt at the bottom of their souls; and woe if their dirt still has spirit! Oh, if only you were perfect, at least like animals! But innocence belongs to animals. Am I advising you to kill your feelings? I advise you the innocence of feelings. Am I advising you of chastity? For some, chastity is a virtue, but for many it is almost a vice. They may abstain - but the bitch sensuality shines through with envy in everything they do. Even to the heights of their virtue and right up to their stern spirit, this animal and its confusion follow them. And how cleverly the sensuality bitch knows how to beg for a piece of the spirit when she is denied a piece of the body! Do you love tragedy and everything that tears your heart apart? But I'm mistrustful of your bitch. Your eyes are too cruel, and you look lustfully at those who suffer. Hasn’t it just been your voluptuousness that has changed its disguise and is now called compassion! And I give you this sign: many who wanted to cast out their devil themselves entered into the pigs. Whoever finds chastity painful should be advised against it: so that it does not become the path to the underworld, that is, dirt and lust of the soul. Am I talking about dirty things? In my opinion, this is not even worse. The knower does not like to plunge into the water of truth, not when it is dirty, but when it is shallow. Truly, there are those who are chaste to the core: they are more meek in heart, they laugh more willingly and more than you. They also laugh at chastity and ask: “What is chastity? Isn’t chastity madness? But this madness came to us, and not we to it. We offered this guest shelter and heart: now he lives with us - let him stay, as much as he wants!" Thus spoke Zarathustra.