If I die in the shade of moonlight... Or in my old house I fall from exhaustion... Leave me in peace, I want to rest I want nothing more to none of you I will die, and leave melodies Drawn on crooked lines I tried to straighten out... Vainly... What a beautiful eternity feelings dead For the slow tortures of expression When I die, I will take with me The cold dawns and sunsets And the sad feeling coming from not knowing where I will be...