Nostalgia for what I can't repair
When life didn't came this crude
I still homesick for nowhere
Condemned wanderer of solitude.

Transcending into the depths of mourn

(Quote from the Soviet filmmaker Andrei Tarkovsky:

"Nostalgia is a feeling throughout. Stated another way, we feel nostalgia even dwelling in our own country, beside the ones that are dearest to us. Despite a happy home and a happy family, a man may suffer from nostalgia, simply because he feels that his soul is being limited, that it does not develop as he wishes. Nostalgia is feeling powerless before the world, the pain of not being able to convey their spirituality to others.")

Grief of a wounded soldier, forlorn
Can't stand another year of silence

Away from hope, without life, like a cosmonaut of gloom
Depraved at heart, with no grit, dishonored rider of doom

The ultimate act, my final instinct
One last step to hush all the disgust
My definitive end, no morrow shall dawn
Forever forgotten, entombed in the dusk

From both sides, all I feel is forgotten memories
An eternal gaze to infinity's immensity
Distance that tear us apart... from an endless world
One last breath, one last whisper
My universe shuts up facing the bridge