I’m in my room alone.
It is cold;
And in the night
It comes.
I don’t want to die
My empty soul is enough now
My broken heart has had enough
Its almost here now
Its coming, Its coming.
I don’t want to die.
And here we come to the end of the show.
I hope you have enjoyed your evening
Goodnight, Goodnight ladies and gentlemen
Please stop the music
Now stand and thank the band
I still dont want to die...
Especially by my own hand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem