affairs of my soul, don\'t rush, don\'t wave
every drop of you is a cut to my heart flame
desire of mine like a stone, it almost crack
don\'t surround it with the dreams of blank
I wish I were a haze could not withstand
and you fade like the flood washing s strand
wishing you tell a new tale which i do not hear
and sounds of memories slip away from my ear
oh old days, do not come close to me no longer
oh dreams, don\'t strike my heart and its stone border
even a whole life is not worth a tear so,
don\'t the waves of my soul overflow and foam.