I drowned myself

Am I tired of my life, bored with myself?

Dead from my sadness, broken from my fear

In my dream I sleep like a straight rock?

I don't know that my sadness has a colony in my soul

Inside me and did not ask about the fire of the colony?

My heart hurts every time its pulse passes by the cemetery

I found her talking to her soul and found it compressed

In a soul tired of quarreling?

He entered it to find it in its scattered remains

Like locusts and raindrops and pouring tears

A soul visited me that sold me to the colony

It said: Tomorrow my homeland will become a grave

I cried with copious tears that visited me and drowned my soul

Like a mirror that imprisoned its ghosts in my soul

And I did not know that my news inspired it to entangle

So I got tired of my life and my soul was torn apart

And with tears that fell on her eyelids I realized that he built a colony

Oh my soul, be with my body from the destruction of the enemy, optimistic