You said: “I will go to another land, I will go to another sea,
Certainly another city can be found, better than this.
Every effort of mine is condemned by fate
And , my heart is buried – like a corpse – .
How long my mind will remain in this wasteland ?
Wherever I turn my eyes, wherever I look
I see the black ruins of my life in this place
Where I consumed and ruined and wasted my years !”
You will not find new lands, no other seas.
This city will keep following you.
You will wander in the same streets.
And you will get older in the same neighborhood,
You will turn gray among the same houses.
You will arrive in this city always.
To another land, -do not hope-
There is no ship for you, there is no road.
Now that you’ve ruined your life in this little corner,
You’ve destroyed it all over the world.
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