I wish I could find solace in your eyes,
Where shadows lurk beneath the diamond glow.
Although our paths have parted long ago,
Your arms remain the gates of Paradise! 

My sinful soul must pay a fatal price
To enter Eden, as it did before:
The Seraphim avert when I deplore,
For neither words, nor prayers will suffice.

Although your image pierces like a knife,
My heart will mend itself with threads of tears - 
Abide in memory, remorseless Saint!
Through death, the Phoenix gains eternal life,
Thus, I forsake the futile earthly fears,
Awaiting for my agony to end…