Let me sit down for a while,
For the night is still too young,
I can hear the storm's thunder,
Raging past behind my eyes,

My heart's bleeding, no strength left,
Could there be a place,
I could rest till the storm's end,
Forgive me for the fall,
For, I could not catch you,

Bless me for the faith,
I have upon your spirit,
I am crumbled like a sandcastle,
In the rain, in the storm's rage,

What could I do with,
Such reckless hate in my heart
No more flowers are blooming,
In my gateless gardens, none,
My heart's bleeding, no strength left,

Let me sit down for a while,
For the night is still too young,
I can hear the storm's thunder,
Raging past behind my eyes