Mother! don't say My son passed on alone Here is the sky Washing me with the rain of her eyes The autumn has made me a coffin From its yellow leaves And this is the land Opening her arms wide to me And hugging me to her breast? No, dear mother! Don't say my son died alone, The land which I worshipped all my life Is sucking my blood, drop after drop, And gives me an eternal abode deep in her heart.