Vainly I groprein gloomy grey of this world I look for deliverance from suffering and sorrow I die in my dreaming beauty My heart breaks and with him dies my hope
Ask, when blooms the love feeling of luck, which rends my soul
Sadly look smiles of in loves with smiles destroy beautiful dreams about love they take you also it your last, your dream why distance live without your ídeas
I mourn over emptiness of your words bidded me to regret over tragedy of your fate look at gloomy country of our hearts and understand my last words