How many times have I died, unable to get used to thinking
Soul is existent, it flies eternally
I follow rows of the sounds through the raindrops
Begging for taking the sorrow away, before it wears me out
Your thoughts will keep you up at night
A raven cannot bring you flowers
The candle will flicker until the end
And the grave will never be worm
I've searched for you here and there
Where are you? What are you doing?
My hеart yearns, that you're nearby
You arе eternal
And the heart bursts, And the heart bursts
I know my voice will reaches you
Regret cannot be dispelled by lamentation
Even if I kill myself thirteen times
There's no hiding from this torment
Thoughts wander, they wander, leaving me scars
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