If this shall truly be the very end of us,
then let it be so,
for we already know the pain that comes
when one tries to tightly clutch that which slowly vanishes;
the longing in the present time
of that which is drifting towards the past.

At least we can be happy
that we spent the final verse in the poem of our love
in each other's arms.
We can ignore the darkness at the door
for this one moment
when our breath is still one.

So come close, my darling,
let us feel the light in our hearts one last time.