Sing Me Something (Elegy 3)

Time keeps passing by-
Through extinguished roses,
And the most classical symbols
Of living in a lost world,
Not even the heart can change something,
She remains silent...
She remains a puppet...

Erasing souls from my consciousness,
I assure you it bleeds
Even while taking a nap,
Cause there is nowhere I can run,
Nothing can save me.

After so many years of profound grief,
I'm as fragile as a dried leaf,
Everyone can hurt me,
Making me metamorphose in dust,
The yellow dust of a diseased soul.

I am all alone, and time didn't heal a memory
While I was into this horrible torment.
You know...I live for the pleasure of breathing,
I think it's the only thing that remains,
It never leaves you-
Your own breath.
The worst part in all of these
Is when you're numb,
But you're conscient of feeling everything,
Behind that odd cassock.

Oh, just leave it...I am gonna sleep now. Sing me something.