Lord of the times
Give meaning to my life
Grant me inspiration
May it serve as a guide for me
Lord of the times
Grant me a only day
And transform my lament
Into sweet melody
Lord of the times
In these dark days
Lacking feeling
And good melodies
The poets have died
no one cares about their verses
The poets have died
The roses wither
May a time
their tears
They watered for you
The poets have died
No one wants to understand it anymore
The poets have died
And on their grave
There is an inscription
a poem of love
that no one read...
no one read...
Lord of the times
No one is inspired by this situation
What I see makes me suffer
I have to express what I feel
The beauty of a verse
With rhymes from the heart
The eternal shine of a canvas
And the cry of a song
Where are they?
Those verses have died
Where are they?
I would like to listen to them again
One more time