why you are not here, why you are not here
when on a young field flower
the pearl threads the night
trough the chests wish me...
why you are not here, why you're not here
when the dream gives me a calmness
and the soul is preparing for peace
through the heart a voice is sneaking
why you're not here, why you're not here
every path has bloomed
like it was when the days were wonderful
among the roses and now the fountain sprinkles a pellucid/clear water
under the dew a hyacinth is wathcing
A scent is winnowing from the blossom
and for me who to whine
and to cry tears in pain
why you're not here, why you're not here
when the bright east gets glow
in the twinkle from a diamond
and then the heart wakes up a song
why you're not here, why you're not here
and in the glass wild happiness
and when the sadness is preparing a sigh (to breath)
my love is moving (starting) with a song
why you're not here, why you're not here
how my heart is miserable
like someone is sticking into it
it cries and asks all over again
where my love did go
is it the morning down sinfull
or a sky shineing star
is my love sinful
like a voice of a bird from a nest