Oh, memory, please, torture me no more!
For how long I will be in your burner?
My heart can;t stand this anguish, can;t ignore
The blunders of the bygone. They are sore.
Though I;ve been seeking long for the rescue corner,
I have no rest, no solace, no release.
The memory of the last is getting sterner.
In the chains of the recent love I;m still a learner.
Thrown by the desperation on my knees
Too feeble to free myself and to decrease
This pressure and establish a private peace.
Oh, memory, be merciful.... Oh, please...
Oh, memory...
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