They Die

All tears restrained for yearsTheir grief is confinedWhich destroys my mindAn ode to their plight is this dirgeSome yearn for lugubrious silence(It is the) serenity in the image of coffinsShall life renew these bodies of a truth?All death will he annul, all tears assuage?Fill the void veins of life, again with youth. And wash with an immortal water, ageThey die.