I am sorry I have to leave this way.
And again to you this way write,
I am here dressed in sorrow, my heart in its blood drenched.
My heartbeat is a stabbing pain,
Stab, stab ,stab
My thoughts insatiable desires I fear.
So beloved again I am sorry I have to leave this way.
The umbilical code of passion that us joined dried off and fell I feel
The heat that starts our fires lost in dusty ash.
For now here I stand with dead roots
Love’s meaning lost along with our memories,
Our tunes differ beloved can you hear
Once were our songs of passion now grave silence
I bleed loneliness, I bleed sorrow
A rusted harp hanged by a noose of rust i am.
Our future belongs to fate I dread her wrath,
For she can be gory and cunning
Her smile like yours unforgiving.
Her anger a raging fire that burns even the gentlest of fawns like my heart
Her embrace a deceitful viper that entices eyes
Yet pours venom in the admirer’s veins.
Here it is in your beauty that my sorrow slumbers at peace i worry.
So let i serenade,
And walk the rest of this path solo.