There will be no more
Getting out of bed to explore.
What is bed if you never sleep
Just making it up each morning in a heap!
Where is the gray skies above my head?
So rosy were the words when they were said!
Tore me apart those words, sleepless, so much pain!
Walking back and forth, becoming insane!
Where is the pain that comes to ache my heart?
Where are the tears filled my eyes from start?
Did my soul rise from deep inside?
How shall I go to take my rest with this pride?
My soul has only one demand
Not to think of me in this land
And bury me on mountaintop not in the sand!! …