Like a spell from which I Can't awake now I sleep soundlly, Dying in your arms, I felt Your tears glide on my face And your hands hold mine For the last time, The angel of mystery is Here to lead me in the kingdom Of silence. We are immersed in a Boundless sea of sorrow Death is the darkened Horizon we'll reach in our wreck, Sweet is my rest like a kiss Of the woman I loved And now her heart is veiled With a cloud of sadness. You'll close my weary Eyes languishing and resigned And petals of withered roses Will settle on my weak body as tears I'll rove forever on the Banks of the oblivition's river But I'll hear your wounded Heart cry for me. ...And my tears will furrow my Cheeks and will rush in the Endless abony abyss of torment.