Muriendo

The abyss of the waters
Has come
Laying its darkness
Upon my soul

The weight of anguish
Is upon me

It feels like my dreams
Are sinking into the deep mud

Answer me, don't leave me
I'm dying
My eyes grow weak waiting for you
My throat grows hoarse calling you

Answer me, don't leave me
I'm dying

Sometimes my eyes darken
Sometimes they simply
Don't want to see beyond
The light of the sky

Sometimes my eyes cloud over
And miss the gazes
Of other eyes

Sometimes my mouth silences so many vowels, so many I love you's
And fills with so many lies
With so many bitter reproaches
Of which my soul repents

Sometimes my repentant soul rests in the most divine sea of blood
And fills with the whiteness of the clouds and the scent of the flowers
That some empty and gray afternoons reminded me of the greatest love
The love of the one who rides on winged lions

Eloi, eloi
Lama sabactani!

My bones ache
From the cold of your absence
Answer me! Don't leave me!
I'm dying

Hurry, help me!
Don't stop

Don't take your gaze off me
Don't allow the abyss
To close its mouth
Upon me