There's nothing left at all
By my side.
I think I have to go,
I think I have to hide.

Snow's falling down on me,
On my head.
I can not feel it,
Becouse I am dead...

There's nothing left to say
And to see.
I have to go away,
But don't forget me.

I lay deep in the ground,
In my tomb.
I hear the awfulsound-
The scream of my wounds.

{Why do you hurt my love and life?
 It has almost gone, don't you see.
 I cut my hands by means of knife.
 I'm not crazy as you think}