The dark mist of the unknown
transgresses my soul
forlorn moods of loneliness
visit once again

Taking each step—each my own
the dark sky presses upon my furrowed brow
Droplets of rain stream down my downward face
Can it be that my life is shared no longer?

Will I face the world alone?
Will I take my steps in solitude?
Am I left to feel so cold?
How will I know?