When I am alone
I know it was fate
or as you say it
It was my mistake.
I miss you day and night
for all the sin and plight
I had put on you, right?
I am so sad and bad
that I fought with you
even when you were not mine.
I had hope and dreams
now I just have memories
of a love story where I had you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
alle was ist, endet (Erda, in 'Das Rheingold' -Wagner) tutto ciò che è finisce.. all that is, ends.. greetings from Italy, Veda