Many rivers have flowed
But why does it dry, this heart?
Oh dear it has frozen like snow
So many of my nights
Many times I fell in love, forgot many
Looked at the peaks, seen many evenings
That is why I wrote my dreams as songs
Life is a pleasure yet excess is the pain
Unknowingly I have lamented my loss
My steps guided me
To the wrong path I always refrained
Those I thought were strangers
Became my friend
I have but become lonely
Searching for my friends
Many nights as I lay to sleep
Pain scatters like the sun rays
The love of the ungrateful one
That has forgotten me for always