Whether I live or not,

My songs will always bloom,

In the midst of your heart.

When the darkness will overshadow your life,

when your heart will be broken by someone,

Then you will remember the sad songs written by me.

When the sun will fade in the dust of dusk,

And the birds will fly away to their nests,

Then the corner in your heart will state crying bitterly.

You will search for true love.

But now where it will be?

Then one day you will think about me.

But I will be far,far away from you,

Only two of your companions will remain with you.

They will be my songs and your solitude.