A keresés eredménye

Twilight hasn't died into dark yet

Twilight hasn't died into dark yet
But the air is getting colder
The winds blow over my heart
Wreaking devastation
 
Oh, vanished good fortune that I don't need
Oh, my dream that life will be different
And the life that I live in this dream
 
Blow, winds, through the wilderness
Stretched out in the gloom of the night
My soul is frightened by the emptiness
And its boundless silence
 
Choking back the tears secretly
I stare into the mirages
Oh, my empty life!
Tell me, at least, who am I?