Zafira – Mournful Ever

A tired heaven dying

Its clouds fall staining beautiful

The shade sets in her garden

Winter gardens around me

Without pity…

Winter, desolation, silent of dead

Waters are flowing, a flood

And joyful was devoured

Today heaven is your absence

That farewell to persist

And our recalls are clinging on me

With an oblivion

You went away

For aye