60 Steps
The man of the struggle,
In his search for solace,
He tries to focus on
And rest in the eye of the storm.
He sees no future for himself,
Only an endless, empty present,
Which induces him to cry -
To cry out indignantly
About his terrible loneliness,
About the cruelty of people.
He cannot understand -
And tries to find shadows to hide his face.
Sister memory is ever present with him, torturing him with the past.
He calls to mind the best moments of his pleasant life.
The horror of such a place.
There seems to be no hope,
The pain of losing everything he loves
No death that could relieve his suffering -
Nothing could relieve his suffering
The man of the struggle,
In his search for solace,
He tries to focus on
And rest in the eye of the storm.
He sees no future for himself,
Only an endless, empty present,
Which induces him to cry -
To cry out indignantly
About his terrible loneliness,
About the cruelty of people.
He cannot understand -
And soon his journey will reach the end!
60 Pasos
El hombre de la lucha,
En su búsqueda de consuelo,
Intenta enfocarse
Y descansar en el ojo de la tormenta.
No ve futuro para sí mismo,
Sólo un presente interminable y vacío,
Lo que lo induce a llorar -
A gritar indignado
Sobre su terrible soledad,
Sobre la crueldad de la gente.
No puede entender -
Y trata de encontrar sombras para ocultar su rostro.
La hermana memoria está siempre presente con él, torturándolo con el pasado.
Recuerda los mejores momentos de su vida agradable.
El horror de un lugar así.
Parece no haber esperanza,
El dolor de perder todo lo que ama
Ninguna muerte que pueda aliviar su sufrimiento -
Nada podría aliviar su sufrimiento
El hombre de la lucha,
En su búsqueda de consuelo,
Intenta enfocarse
Y descansar en el ojo de la tormenta.
No ve futuro para sí mismo,
Sólo un presente interminable y vacío,
Lo que lo induce a llorar -
A gritar indignado
Sobre su terrible soledad,
Sobre la crueldad de la gente.
No puede entender -
¡Y pronto su viaje llegará a su fin!