As a Wingless Bird - Mournful Gust

She’s my grief

She’s my tears of despair

She’s sleeping beauty in my dreams

She’s ashes of my hopes

She’s voice of my eternity

She’s frankness of attracting midnight

She’s mistress of my heart

She and nobody except her

Bird, celestial bird

Bird, wingless bird

The bird remain with me for ever

… She’s my grief

No, beloved, not for us this spring

We have lost our happiness outside our bodies

All that you see now it’s only dream

The reflection that never will happen

At one time we were birds with you

And with enjoying soared in the clouds eternal

But arrows of death pierce our wings

And we’re as if silence have felled in our life

That day when I’ve stretched hands to heaven

She as a bird has felled on my palms

By the wounded bird tearing out from my dreams

By the angel it’s in the flesh … by the bird without wings

She’s my grief

She’s in a captivity of the body

She’s a wingless bird

She’s all my dreams

She’s embodiment of fantasies

She’s the castles in the air

She’s got used to ground

She and nobody except her

If only I had wings, I would give them to you

I agree eternally to be tormented on this ground

If only to enjoy your flight

In heavens that are so far away from me