Desperate Sunday,

My time is sleeping,

Dear, I live in countless shadows.

White flowers will no longer wake you up.

Black sad car (hearse! ) Behind your back.

Angels don't look back at you.

They are angry because I want to join you (you? )

Desperate Sunday

Sunday is very desperate.

With the shadow, I will end it.

My heart and I believe this is the end of it.

Soon the flowers and prayers here will become sad,

I know, tell them not to cry,

Let them know that I'm glad to leave.

Death is not a dream.

Because I caressed you in death.

I bless you with the last breath of my soul.

Desperate Sunday

be intoxicated

I'm not dreaming.

I woke up looking for you.

My heart fell into a deep sleep.

dear

Sweetheart, I hope my dream won't make you sad.

My heart tells you how much I miss you.

Desperate Sunday