Now maybe her sadness is showered on this place 

Like the shroud is spread out on her face white by now 

  

She was so young and beautiful but so blue 

But her memory made me smile no more 

  

My tears are soaking all these thorns 

That covered everything was once ours 

With their sad aura of decay 

That will not leave me never 

  

That walls so pale, covered by ivy 

That windows so empty, like eyes of a skull 

They are like a plague in my flesh