My heart crashed with the loudest din,
Loving you is the greatest sin,
Because the wages of it is my death,
You made my soul leave the earth,
Only now I see the stage clear,
Your heart has always been its bier,
I crack with such a pain,
Like a land that has never had rain,
But I will go without a fight
For your happiness is my might.
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