Why I stared fixedly in your eyes only, Why I caressed your soft and tender palm of hand? Mockery, this damned laughter thwarted my fate. Ah, this damned
Tomorrow is chamber of sadness griefing for today, When the prophets break so unfeelingly the ray of my luck. And I my hand rear to you kissed by pain
, Toward tragical end of my martyr part. By mournful handwriting of sadness Stay forever engrave my tears In my recollections On the wall of my wailing. My soul is full of lamentations
dimmed my eyes by blood And the time blew the horrifying day. And I for this beauty, Now in recollections mourn only. Bitter thorn is the joy of other. Innocence
No voice, no singing, I call at the distance. Only like sad whaleos songs resound from dark fog Mournful the soul lacerating lamentations. Only the
As the cold penetrated in my body And I heard the child's crying, Then the strange woman I saw And in her arms my soul infatuated the sorrow. Ah no,
stray to gather fragments of your voice. Echo! In mourning hopeless I heart In my inside terrible lamentation. My bankless longing, like snow flake Dissolve
Cool and unfeeling is the look of my eyes, In which slowly dies longing to live. My soul straies into the labyrinth of the hopeless emptiness And burns