do you see, my sweetheart today not even the sun has risen but the time has passed and he left us here now you sit near my ill body wounded for so long body of which i will separate now with pain i'd say to you a lot of things in a word without speaking just looking deep in your eyes eyes that are black like the night being the spring from where the night flows in secret over the valleys eyes that are black but they are my light and my life i hear the beautiful song of my own end i hear a moan but it's only your sob i hear from distance the echo of my mourning the time is the father of the pain the fear is burning now ceaseless in me don't go away! it's too late to tell you all i wanted it's too late i lost all i had