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The world is a windmill

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It is still early, love
You've only started to learn what life is
Yet you announce to me your early departure
Not even knowing which path you're gonna take
 
Do pay attention, dear
Although I know that your mind is made up
In every corner a bit of you gets used up
Soon you'll no longer be the person you are now
 
Listen to me, my love
Please be aware, the world is a windmill
It will grind all your petty dreams to fine silt
It will turn all your illusions to dust
 
Do pay attention, dear
From every love, you'll only take the bitterness
Before you know it, you're at the edge of the abyss
The abyss that you have dug with your own feet
 

May You Be So Happy

If it'll be good for you
You can leave, love
May you be happy
Oh so very happy
 
May God and nature
The birds in their nests
The flowers along the road
Perfume every
 
Here I'll stay
For you I'll pray
Every afternoon
Upon the strike, Ave Maria
 
May you be so happy
But keep me in your mind
May your glories grow
As well as my tears of joy
 

Empty Chest

I accomplish nothing
When wistfulness constricts
Inspiration escapes from me
I feel my soul deserted
An emptiness grows in my chest
And in fact I feel
In my chest a void
I am missing your caresses
The nights are long
And I feel colder
I attempt to drown in alcohol
In your memory
But I realize how ridiculous
My vengeance is
I'll follow the advice
Of my friends
And I guarantee I won't drink
Never again
And in time
That immense wistfulness I feel
Will vanish
 
I try to drown in alcohol
In your memory
But I realize that it is ridiculous
My vengeance
I'll follow the advice
Of my friends
And I guarantee I won't drink
Never again
And in time
That immense wistfulness I feel
Will vanish
 

I know how to cry

I know how to cry
I also already know how to feel the pain
I'm tired of hearing people say
That one learns to suffer from love
 
Today I cry
And the woman I adore maybe
Is stretched in the arms of someone else, smiling
Repeats the same old promises, lying
 
I was deceived
Yes, for the first time in love
And almost every time I repeat her name
In every phrase, a sigh of pain