Just with me, my mother,
I'm dying, I'm dying!
The patient sorrow in her chest to keep,
You do not mourn me.
I could not live among people,
Cold poison in my soul.
And what he lived and what he loved,
I myself terribly poisoned.
His soul of pride
I passed happy party.
I saw the shed blood
And cursed faith and love.
I drank a cup to the dregs,
It poisons the soul is full.
So I GASN in silence,
But before the death of me easily.
I wiped the brow seal land
I am above quivering in the dust.
And let live slaves of passions -
Otherwise, the passion of my soul.
Mad World, a nightmare,
And life is a song funeral.
So I finished my life,
Last myself singing the national anthem.
Are you sick with anxiety
Do not cry in vain
Above me.