اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Observing the celestial height
The death callers of the night touch me
Make my wish to unclasp like sickly flowers
Oh sweet melancholy that take my soul
I cry for you, in my tragic sleep i rest alone
At the last sunshine
When come the darkness
And the flowers sleep
My suffering intensify
And my soul agony
Comfort the corner
I remember the past
And see!
A broken smile
Drowned in tears
When my heaven is in requiem
Of funeral symphony
I encounter in silence
The dead in the sunset
