Though two years of her marriage
I glance at that carriage
which took her away from me
at the moon, in the sea

I glanced it so fearfully
that it destroyed it beautifully
It was as brittle as lead
but she didn't see my deed.

She as the first and last
who completely broke my heart
she designed me in her chart
the destruction was in start

I glanced at every trace
that showed me her face
but, I was not so brave
so, now I rest in grave.