My soul weeps ... cries.
Inside me is a sniveling mortal
Gasping, panting, frightened
Fear that I might drown in my ocean staff.
.. My heart is grieved wanted to scream ...
Scream loudly that I hear is a deafening silence.
I can not stop evil, I can not change destiny.
Can not finish what they have not yet begun.
I can not let go of what I never had.
Still breathless, like my heart bein 'torn.
Wide of the mark if I stay, I groped flight.
My life would not be the same ...
But tomorrow will be different;
The streets will never cross.
My soul complains, cries ...
Tears still fall from my eyes tired
As I leave behind this sense
The god please send me peace.
My soul still complains ....
I wonder when it will stop
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