SAD SONG TO THIS BITTER HEART
This peace of melancholy,
this sad song,
where smile is hidden,
at the bottom of this unusual hiding
where I keep my courage and sadness is walking free.
This sad song,
this heart bitter,
where lives hope so late.
My soul cries and the heart shouts
waiting for his faithful friend, the guardian of dreams.
Who longs for the joy,
re walking on this route
so devoid of light and full of melancholy.
The soul cries and the heart shouts,
and darkness fills this fiery path of grief grim.
While waiting for the joy returns,
so sinister walks,
to the soul,
so it silents and so it screams
and so the heart weeps.