Walking in my garden I feel the leaves under my feet That the wind has swept away from a place so far Like hundreds of butterflies they fly for a while to die Don't you feel the melancholy of this blow that drags you away? I wish you could take me with you and leave this solitude I wish I could leave this cold grave.but I have to stay. I have to stay. I sit on my lonely and ruined grave where love cried, long years ago... I breath the smell of the rain The silence is all around In this place old stories are buried forever and ever. I saw pain and despair, I saw broken hearts I saw time drying the tears and new tears falling down. Among the cypress, in a marble garden The autumn leaves dance, again and again.