Today, the air brings me no breath.There is no invalid to drag me along,People are huddled in the shadows,They cannot see my wounded heart.
Today, my joy fled far away...To mountains of sorrow like an emigrant...The road I walk is emptyAnd my heart groans in silence...!
Today, the flowers have withered,The old mud rises as a barricade,I seek a little peace, my home,I seek to plant a laurel leaf!




