I always dream of you.
Along the lines of joy and grief.
Binded in chains made of comfort.
Filled in the air of you.

Let's talk a bit more, my beloved.
My dearly departed.
Hope guides me,
It's the treasure that I always had.

Embrace me, dearest one.
Forgive me for I am not wise.
The cross that I carry is only bearable,
If I'm with you.

Fare thee well, my star,
my sorrow and my love.
If home is a sin,
I'll go home to you.