deep sorrow my darling,

deep sorrow, my darling.

they come,
one, two, three, and more
and more

they wear black,
all of them wear black
na.
some people wear grey, and brown, and blue
a darkest one of blue

they look at me,
they smile,
shake my hand hardly
and look at me again
and look at me again
and it was a bad eyes
worst eyes i ever see
and all of them had a same bad eyes.

they made a very slow talking
i can't hear them clearly,
i won't my darling
no need for me

i already know what they talking bout
they talking about us
about how you look so pretty tonight

i keep on silent
i don't like this situation
so much people in our home

i remember,
on a afternoon like this,
here would be just you and i in the home
talk about everything

now we not
not just you and i,
but peoples
that shake my hands hardly
i don't know them
yes i know some, but not at all
i don't exactly know their name

but it's okay
i need them
to stay here in the home with me,
and a sleeper you.
yes you are a sleeper my darling.
you sleeper.

i miss you my darling.
don't mind it

just sleep,
deeper,
and deeper my darling.

i'll miss you my darling,

happy sleep.
but please don't ask me for goodnight kiss.
it's not night already.

but it's okay
i can give you a goodnight kiss now,
might be the last from me.

happy sleep my darling.
get deeper.