How I want to cry
On this grey afternoon,
With its pitter-patter
The rain speaks of you.
It’s the remorse of knowing
that, for my fault, never,
my love, never will I see you.

My eyes, when they close
See you the same as yesterday,
Trembling as you implore
for my love again…
And today it’s your voice that returns to me
On this grey afternoon:

Come,
– you said to me sadly –
For in this loneliness
my soul can bear no more…

Come,
And take pity on my pain,
For I’m tired of crying,
of suffering and waiting
and of always talking alone
with my heart.
Come,
I love you so much
that if you don’t come today
I’ll be drowned in tears
No,
No it can’t be that it carries on like this,
with this love stuck in me,
like a curse.

I couldn’t understand
your desperation
and glad, I left
on the wings of another love.
How alone and sad I was
When I found myself so far
and realised how I deceived you.

My eyes, when they close
See you the same as yesterday,
Trembling as you implore
Again for my love,
And today it’s your voice that bleeds in me
On this grey afternoon:

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