The revenge of hell boils in my heart. In your cold room, The silence that makes you mine. Fall, stars. She sat down and counted them a million times. Nobody will know my name. And if my love were in vain. Oh God, I wish I could die! She was the toughest, the hardest and most fragile. In your cold room, look at the trembling stars, I am sighing, I am tormented. but my mystery is closed in me. Have mercy. that I will win at dawn and we must die, have mercy The death and despair surround me