Sorrow
Sorrow for the one who betrayed,
for when he drew his fatal blade;
Sorrow also for the nations,
never to know the true salvation,
Sorrow in the deepest hell,
under which the darkness fell;
Sorrow for the evening sun,
until the morning dew will come;
Sorrow for my mother ‘dear’,
for all her days have drawn so near;
Sorrow for our liberty,
until we loose the chastity;
Sorrow deep, for all the souls,
that linger in the Hades’ moulds
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