Tristâme Without You

The wind blows so heavily, the roses blossom no more. My reflection in the river is stranger than before. The bird songs are silent, whispers fill the air. Your hand no longer softly, comfortably washes my hair. I can't withstand the ocean. In time I knew, it is true that I can't sustain my breath in darkness without you. The wind still blows so heavily, darkness came nigh. People are flying aimlessly trying to touch the sky. Silver is falling from my eyes they can't hear my cry. And I keep asking myself wondering without knowing why. When all my colors turned to gray, when violet became blue, I know I can't sustain my breath in darkness without you.