The icy water is at my back,
there are Lillies in my hair.
I'am floating down this river,
the river of despair.
There's no one here to save me
and now it is too late.
Im floating down this river,
in time I'll meet the Fates
My fingers are so cold,
my lips have turned to blue.
My heart will soon stop beating and
this world I will leave to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem