I look for you
Still trace you
You who forced me to nag
And wail with resentment
Aa aa
The certainty
In our hearts
You breached the contract

Where does this worry come from?
Where is it calling you from?
Why are you upset?
Why do you frustrate me?

I have found you
And failed to have you
And you destroyed
The hope of good will

O, my God!
And I am sitting
Sitting [downcast] in a [desolate] place From which even the birds have flown