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 sit on my lonely and ruined grave
Where love cried, long years ago,
I breathe 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