Александрия

My heart aches in my breast,
I have a fear of losing you, it hurts me.

1. My shout, the echo, the noise of the rain,
The wind will ask, will tell yes,
What for have you come my pain,
What for have you brought the memoirs.

2. My pain, my wound deep, as the sea,
Tears in my eyes, I cry,
A rainbow in the night sky,
It is sad and pale.

3. The pain gives me force,
But still I feel pain,
It feels my fear,
The pain comes in a my dream.