In darknesses I saw her cheerless world,
In which eyes are drowned like aimless shots
Oh, orphaned was the rose, which her flower was taken away
And never again hasn't bloomed among asfodels of Hades

Even one tear is more that I'd wish
And words countless, which I can't say ever more
The words from my lips someone removed,
My vain longing not seeing

How cold is arm of uninvited sorrow,
Which hasn't stopped from my palm so far to read to me
Unreally empty morning of uncrowned kings
Burns for you slowly and silently like blank sheet

Even one tear is more that I'd wish
And words countless, which I can't say ever more
The words from my lips someone removed,
My vain longing not seeing