I have searched for bliss among my melancholy And I've simply lost the will to live The host of life has completely died in my arms Upon my last breath... A wish to lose all my thoughts... These hopes and all of these dreams no longer dwell in me For I am finally gone Only the past memories of misery For long the lonely wind Bliss is unachievable... Melancholy corrupts our minds All that is left is desperation among solitude