Condone the Time, conceal the fright
That gnaws your mind.
At sepulchres of loved ones
Don't weep, don't shed your tears.
Inevitable pain.
Infliction for your luck.
A tainted face in smothers
Benumbed, as keeps disgrace,
Forget the face of mother,
Don't weep, don't shed your tears.
The Time isn't guilty, and there's no place for cruelty
Nor for the world's divinity.
You are not cursed to be alone.
Don't weep, don't shed your tears.
Inevitable pain.
The vivid scene of death.
Wait for your chance in line,
Benumbed, as you will cease.
Say last of your goodbyes.
Don't weep, don't shed your tears.