My heart is torn apart, consumed in silence by pain Shadding in tears and elegies for it's love Ah, my anguishes, over whelming baleful of my passions How I wish to blind them near to my chest, feel them and die! Die...
Ah, so much nostalgia! So, so much loneliness! Poor soul, how you are so fiercely cold Your whispering sunked with tears, your hurted sighs Are a seediness, a regret, a desolation
I will die... die...
Oh, how terrible is this anguish, This despair of can't confessing In a screaming tone, in a last scream My love with the heart bleeding
