And in the end I want to say...
And in the end I want to say
'Farewell, don't feel obliged to love me,
I'm going crazy, or I'm reaching
The highest level of a craziness.'
Oh, how you loved, you tasted
a death, That's not a problem;
Oh, how you loved?.. You have ruined me,
but you have done this so bunglingly
And in the end I want to say...
My temple's doing yet little work,
Still works, but hands are fallen,
And all the scents and sounds are gone, as if they were a flock, they're leaving
And in the end I want to say
'Farewell, don't feel obliged to love me,
I'm going crazy, or I'm reaching
The highest level of a craziness.'
So in the end I'm going to say...