Kathaarsys And All My Existence In Vain
And all my existence in vain
This one is the half-light in which you have died,
from the abyss you constructed, the everlasting penury
Your that, always you were regretting about
Read credit agonizing of the maple
On the deprived fog
Close to this rotten oak the temple is watched to the
suffering
The moribund lines fall apart in your hands
on water the ancient shade is reflected
and in the depth of the forest the existence hides
itself
On the dawn the hills of the suffering flow
and your steps sound emptiness
You listen the music of the rot,
the brooks of the existence are poisoned
the melancholy transition of the crops is observed from
this hill
there is listened the existence and the vagueness of
life
And there remains the feeling of the disenchantment,
spirit of the pain buried in discouragement
the rain dies in the outside,
sound of the loneliness…
know where these thoughts lead,
cross the paths of the unknown
but the infinity does not serve as refuge
Agonizing ocean of the spirituality,
in the deepest of the infinity
You observe the beauty of the gravely injured cedar,
the immense weight of the death, valley of the ruin
and materializes the banality of the human thought
The dreams of the past are diluted
in the ashes bloodstained of a solitary oak
You come to this land across the suffering
close to the high trees of the forgotten mountain
The lineage of the dismembered trees makes its way
and searches in the forest
in the forest’s doubt
The bitter farewell of the rain
The blind sadness in the lost path
The cold dead age assembles
the meaning of my life and of my death
The lineage of the dismembered trees makes its way
and searches in the forest’s doubt
Agonizing voice of the forgotten paradise
Former stagnant dreams blind
Magician of the secret places
crazy hollow and absence