I lay down on the scorching concrete
The only distant sound is of grief
A vein is slowly pulsing
A fever flares up in me
I feel a soft touch on my back
Oh it's only the wind
I know you're far, far away
All your quiet words live on in me.
The scent of dead flowers makes the trees wail
And everything around trembles
Something has ended
Only the pain remains
As the night grows over me
Remorse won't let me dream
When I close my weary eyes
Your visage is all I can see
By the blaze of your eyes, I lose my sight
But the sun slowly rises again
Without you, I am still nothing.
The scent of dead flowers makes the trees wail
And everything around trembles
Something has ended
Only the pain remains