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...