I don't know what happened to me
Ah
I hate the world
Each moment which passes with your absence
Passes like a year
I've got tired because of patience
Ah
The hours of the age
Here, the world stopped, it left
A point on the line
Do you know that the doors of the world is locked opposite of my face
And the soul which in my heart isn't for me
Me, I'm complaining to you my conquest
Maybe, you won't care for me
And my absence from you became
Not a problem
The speech is killing me
And I want to complain
And I don't know, if I cried
What does it useful for
It became for the pain
It greed with my heart
And the pain that stayed in me
Its voice can be heard