Good Bye My Dear Ophelia

Wherefore didst thou mutilate rituals?

A poor soul hath taken away her own life?

And wherefore doth my mother goes along

With hurricane eye?

It’s hard to believe what I see

Art not these many danger knifed in

My body enough for my very sins?

And now, one more, mixture of

Tears, pain and blood.

Oh dear Ophelia

Wherefore hast abandoned this heart?

Crazy and far away I know I was

But I had to pretend madness to act

I never lost my reason…till now

It’s gone, maybe in thy funeral

If I’m right, thou shalt become an angel

With great wings thy love I shalt protect

Because now, in the direction of the results of my play I’ll walk

I must return to the old state, full of reason

Yet I’ll never forget what once I said thee

Let all couples live, I’m the only single

Till death guide me to thy arm, good bye my dear Ophelia…

Art the stars on fire? Doth the sun hast movement?

Doth the moon hast it’s own shine?

Thou canst doubt these things

But wherever thou art, do never doubt on my love…

Good by.