
I held the corpse of my hopes
tightly to my heart
I have been sad for ages.
You shocked me every time,
and I devastated myself.
I sighed and remembered you,
Whenever I saw any silken dress.
And when close to my heart,
there is a lonely sad cloud,
of sorrow,
you have come with the burning cheeks,
to lit up the dead lamps.
My sweetheart,
this shout of renewal of love,
is not good for my frustrated life,
the flowers once I selected for your feet,
I don't have even their bleak picture in my mind.
Just a accumulated sadness has covered
my heart and soul
Inside me there is no hope.
My helpless life has been
pressed under the excessive
burden o frustration.
tightly to my heart
I have been sad for ages.
You shocked me every time,
and I devastated myself.
I sighed and remembered you,
Whenever I saw any silken dress.
And when close to my heart,
there is a lonely sad cloud,
of sorrow,
you have come with the burning cheeks,
to lit up the dead lamps.
My sweetheart,
this shout of renewal of love,
is not good for my frustrated life,
the flowers once I selected for your feet,
I don't have even their bleak picture in my mind.
Just a accumulated sadness has covered
my heart and soul
Inside me there is no hope.
My helpless life has been
pressed under the excessive
burden o frustration.
