All tears restrained for years
   Their grief is confined
   Which destroys my mind
  
   An ode to their plight is this dirge
  
   Some yearn for lugubrious silence
   (It is the) serenity in the image of coffins
  
   Shall life renew these bodies of a truth?
   All death will he annul, all tears assuage?
   Fill the void veins of life, again with youth
   And wash with an immortal water, age
   They Die... (they will always die)