do you see, my sweetheart
today not even the sun has risen
but the time has passed and he left us here
now you sit near my ill body
wounded for so long body
of which i will separate now with pain
i'd say to you a lot of things in a word
without speaking
just looking deep in your eyes
eyes that are black like the night
being the spring from where the night flows
in secret over the valleys
eyes that are black
but they are my light and my life
i hear the beautiful song of my own end
i hear a moan but it's only your sob
i hear from distance the echo of my mourning
the time is the father of the pain
the fear is burning now ceaseless in me
don't go away!
it's too late to tell you all i wanted
it's too late i lost all i had
today not even the sun has risen
but the time has passed and he left us here
now you sit near my ill body
wounded for so long body
of which i will separate now with pain
i'd say to you a lot of things in a word
without speaking
just looking deep in your eyes
eyes that are black like the night
being the spring from where the night flows
in secret over the valleys
eyes that are black
but they are my light and my life
i hear the beautiful song of my own end
i hear a moan but it's only your sob
i hear from distance the echo of my mourning
the time is the father of the pain
the fear is burning now ceaseless in me
don't go away!
it's too late to tell you all i wanted
it's too late i lost all i had