I'm laying in the snow Not feeling anything The cold doesn't bother me, 'Cause it have already Gotten through my bones...
A lonely snowflake falls on my cheek, Softly it touches But I don't feel it... Thereafter it slowly melts And runs down my cheek Just like all the tears Which I've cried A thousand of...
My footprints in the snow Is soon covered by flakes I think to myself That you would surely Have liked To see this...
This white landscape That's softly shining And I'm smiling, But only for a moment. Before I remember That you never got the chance....
The frost bites my nose, But for the time being I am a half-sociopathic soul And therefore I don't sense it...
'Cause I don't know How I'm gonna make it through The day Which the clock Soon will great...
The last day, the last hour Before you'll be brought To your final resting place, But right now, I don't want to think, Don't want to feel, don't want to sense The chain of sorrow, Which is slowly pulling me down...
I just wanna lay here in the snow Before I'll go Inside to put the last red roses On your coffin...
English translation of my danish poem "En Afsked" Since it's a translation, it might not sound as poetic as the original version does...