Two Wounds

Two wounds burn my heart,
while the tears flow down the river:
the first wound because of our failed love,
so now I spend my life with glasses,
the second wound is even more painful,
because you took away my only son.

I shed tears for him at parting,
I never forgave you for that
take my son - you shouldn't have done that,
if you ever loved me.

I'm not sorry that he looks like his mother,
I will give everything I have to my son,
but I regret that I am not with him
to say to him, "Son, hug me".

Don't hide our son from me,
don't let my life wither without him,
i love him more than anything,
tell him that daddy is thinking of him.