Seems like 24 hours is not enough for me
(to deal with) my problems that (seem to) far outbumber the stars (above)
I certainly don't want to be beaten, but
why does it feel as if I'm already exhausted to the core? You say:
(Come) stay here with me; rest for now
The time will eventually come (for you) to fight your
enormous
(and seemingly) endless problems
Time draws nigh, but it also isn't a sin
to rest
Seems like a hundred years isn't enough, why
am I still imprisoned?
Would I never see the day that I'd be able to do the things I want to do?
I certainly don't want to be beaten, but
why does it feel as if I'm
already exhausted to the core? You say:
(Come) stay here with me; rest for now
The time will eventually come (for you) to fight your
enormous
(and seemingly) endless problems
Time draws nigh, but it also isn't a sin
to rest
(Why don't) you just take a rest for now
Don't try to stop your tears anymore
(Come) stay here with me; rest for now
The time will eventually come (for you) to bear your
enormous
burdens (again); just lay them down for now,
You will endure them too, just hold on (for now), love
Your problems will (eventually) end
Time draws nigh, but it also isn't a sin
to rest