Tell me,
why did You love me,
if You do not allow me to hold You,
if my tears won't make Your heart melt?

I kept my home decorated for You,
forgetting what is own and what is distant.
I desperately cried for You
as the night passed.

In the end,
my flowers withered away,
and my tears dried in the air.
My pain drifted into the sky
where it got lost.