There is no one left who can reach out for me
nor for my exhausted heart.
It is such emptiness that nobody can fill it;
I don’t know if there is worse thing than this.
Understand the loneliness, understand the loneliness.
I am like a gardener without his flowers
Or like a river that can’t flow because its source ran dry.
If I had my strength, I would throw a stone
To demolish the wall of loneliness.
Understand the loneliness, understand the loneliness.
Is it always like this, the war between being and nothing?
What about the nothings who always win? Are they always like this?
It is such emptiness that no one can fill it;
I don’t know if there is worse thing than this.
Understand the loneliness, understand the loneliness