In darknesses I saw her cheerless world, in which eyes are drowned like aimless shots. Oh, orphaned was the rose, which her flower was taken away and never again hasn´t bloomed among asfodels of Hades.
Even one tear is more, that I´d wish. And words countless, which I can´t say ever more. the word´s from my lips someone removed, my vain longing not seeing.
Oh, how cold is arm of uninvited sorrow, which hasn´t stopped from my palm so far to read to me. the unreally empty morning of unurowned kings burns for you slowly and silently like blank sheet.
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