Just with me, my mother,I'm dying, I'm dying!The patient sorrow in her chest to keep,You do not mourn me.I could not live among people,Cold poison in my soul.And what he lived and what he loved,I myself terribly poisoned.His soul of pride I passed happy party.I saw the shed blood And cursed faith and love.I drank a cup to the dregs,It poisons the soul is full.So I GASN in silence,But before the death of me easily.I wiped the brow seal landI am above quivering in the dust.And let live slaves of passions -Otherwise, the passion of my soul.Mad World, a nightmare,And life is a song funeral.So I finished my life,Last myself singing the national anthem.Are you sick with anxiety Do not cry in vain Above me.