The dead Titanic love

The dead Titanic love Once upon a time, a ship sank in the sea, there were lives and loves on it That was a long time ago, maybe I was alive then But I lost my life on the land Now It will never be mine, I will never be mine, yours is mine My life has become a mess Nature miscarried me From the thicket, I take up my poor but spiritually rich life again He asked for a miscarriage I know I can live Hope has become yours Weeds will become blooms, I dig the flower bed It's just imagination, reality is dreaming Spiritual wealth belongs to a woman Mine is a mere fraud My house is yours It should be family There will be a living world of desire Oh, so many thoughts are flying through my mind Kind and angry wasps Live there, and I'll write my house over to you Children should play and laugh there Dear woman, woman, I accept you Live there And I will travel the world, and I will I will help you, I will support you I'm William I would like a woman, a woman It would be my world My muse. I don't find it. No results. Life does not support me I'm the silent dead I cry even as a dead person and I walk and walk among the dead who live there I walk among graves, I await my death Although my death, my longing, has already been fulfilled I'm dead I want babies. I broke it.