I wonder, what their last word will be,
That will initiate my self destruction sequence?
And it will ring in my ears for eternity
Before I'm dead, and as I die, right in my illness
I hope that it has not already started.
I hope there is another glimpse of life.
Somebody, take the least sharp knife
And do a favour for my heart please.
It does not stop,
I do not see the end.
So will you do it,
My dearest friend?
And I...
Away...
And love...
I can not stay...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem