Today in this tight and dark house,
under this short roof; 

The most  terrifying pain is your sadness, cause there is no way to relieve my madness of seeing your tears. 

Today, my skeletal hands are no longer able to write, no eyes to cry, 
no fist to beat on the forehead when I am sad, the bird of my heart is dead in my chest cage, 

I have nothing, the void of not having anything, collapses with the smallest impression.  

Oh, dear of my happy days, 
Don't let the sorrows bother your happiness, so that whenever you come to visit my grave, you will feel the satisfied vibration of my bones.

What a meteor shower
In these extremely dark nights
Maybe Gods
Didn't have anymore
The calamity stones tolerance

The leaves are falling from the tree branches like tears,
maybe the wind has whispered something sad as death in their ears.

Are you a faded scent bottle
Or a hanging teardrop on black eyelashes

which one

That the waves of ​​your fragrance is shoreless
And the rain of my tears is timeless

O' eternal sorrow

My heart, just parrots your heart beats
I'm nothing but your repeats

In your presence
I was like the sun,
a blazing ace
And now I'm pallid
like the moon
Pouring tears
on my face