elt myself away, as life is turning cold,
ounger is my corpse than desperate heart forlorn, -
ot the wasted years, but tears do make me old,
n the restless blaze I've found myself unborn!
enerous, my love! With pain it's come to bless!
aven't I been ill? Wounds start me to possess!
alking with the sky for years to hear me pray,
till I sob and shout, still the pain increases,
nelling bells at night, no sunlights through the day,
et I bleed inside, Yet I hold diseases!
arewell to my love! Am I to go allowed?
nywhere but here my life shall be more proud!
o die, to disappear! To feed my yearning mouth,
ars to fill with voice, in heart to bring the health!
esperately I'll run, from east, west, north to south
nd search for a place where stars create the richest wealth.
ature, oh, the Queen! Let me join the rain,
ain me once for all and wounds will try to drain!
nding now has come, last breath may touch Thy ear, -
etters will remain... my night sky fated Dear!