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Why I stared fixedly in your eyes only,
Why I caressed your soft and tender palm of hand?
Mockery, this d*mned laughter thwarted my fate.
Ah, this d*mned edge spilt the passion in me,
But, but killed your love, your love!
Ah, how I regret my own deed and beg for forgiveness.
Eros!
My tears flow down rough and dark bark of a tree,
Which once was beauty and soft body yours.
Among fingers the twigs I entwine and dream,
I caress their leaves and touch of you seek in them.
I fall down in depths,
In depths, from which isn't return.
In madness I seek the oblivion,
I don't want suffer anymore!
Throttled sorrow is now my gloomy friend,
Friend torturing my parchedly longing soul.
As shadow now I stray over meadow full of asfodels,
Flowers, which seal up my fatal hopeless.
Where ends the affliction,
I ask and look at heavens.
Already I recollect only
And the wreath start to wind.