The Last Time
Is this the last time
That I shall see the trees waiving in the wind,
Or the birds singing for me.
I want to know, please give me a hint.
Is this the last time
That I shall see the snow,
Glittering in the frivolous sunlight.
Please, tell me, for I do not know.
Is this the last time
That I shall see the fresh water
Emerging from that wall of battered rocks,
There is no time, I do not want to witness this slaughter.
Is this the last time
That I shall see the dazzling sun,
Spreading her great happiness.
Tell me it’s true that all of this is not done.
I do not want to lose them,
I do not want to say good-bye,
This is my heart, this is my precious gem.
Do not tell me!
I already know
It is the end…