Chapter 23 willing
I would like to become a fallen leaf,
Let the wind and rain blow everywhere;
Or a floating cloud, in the clear blue sky,
Nothing to do with the earth anymore.
But hold fast to that sad sign,
To touch the despair of being lost;
In the evening, in the middle of the night, tiptoeing,
All emptiness, no more tenderness.
Forget that there was this world; there was you;
Mourning who was ever in love;
Falling like flowers, forgetting to go
The emotions in these tears.
On that day nothing will remain,
Less than a flash, a breath of wind
Trace, you have to forget about me
have lived in this world.