| «Another lonely afternoon. |
| I just wait for tomorrow;
|
| With longing and sorrow.»
|
| I still see your eyes before mine;
|
| Thou our time’s far behind
|
| In you; |
| No more life.
|
| The cloak of night ends the day;
|
| Leaving me in the darkness
|
| As these memories comes to seal my fate.
|
| Your blue beautiful eyes;
|
| And starlit smile
|
| Haunts me through sleepless nights.
|
| I still keep hearing your last sigh;
|
| Your sincere forgiveness
|
| And all I could do was to watch you die.
|
| I am the man of sorrow;
|
| I invite you to my pain
|
| My lonely eyes reflecting;
|
| Their appetite for revenge.
|
| My thoughts keep drifting back;
|
| To when you were gone
|
| I fell into this maelstrom.
|
| «Revenge is mine»: says the Lord;
|
| And if I could leave it to Him
|
| I would be so much greater being.
|
| I am the Man of Sorrow;
|
| I drown in this pain
|
| Your tearful eyes lie open;
|
| As you wither in my arms.
|
| Farewell — this is the end.
|
| This pain — you were took away.
|
| I am the man of sorrow;
|
| I drown in this longing
|
| Your last sigh of forgiveness;
|
| More love in death; |
| than I have alive. |