Once I saw you cry with all the wild strenght that your broken soul had. How your tears cried, stream of deep pain, sea that distress stiffles, How your such dark eyes gleamed, without any relief cursing at the sky. Your lips remained closed, a line of mute firmness, a silence of the sadness, And how the hours flew by and you with your grief on your shoulders sitting on the stiff chair Letting time go by with you heart open weeping and breathless. Once I saw you cry with all the wild strenght that your broken soul had.