Chapter 10 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, the night shift, tiptoeing, All is 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.