كلمات Your Pain is Mine

The birds have flown They hear the weeping They know the grief When rain is waking up Only you really know Where the thorns do burn In hollow heart How the heart is in distress I touched the burden Grinding me the pain, surely did Grief was in the silver-mirrors of your heart I caressed it I suffered too Death cut you into marrow and bone The bleeding was unending Distant is the blackest veil Yet it surely touched Where the pain is great Piteous heart sore diseased Woeful pain please be eased Never again a heavenly bliss As midsummers flowers you longed to kiss Your pain is mine..