Silent veil is all around me  Not a single noise  I can't hear the bird's bright singing  Nor somebody's voice  Hopeless illness torments me  I'm forced to face my fate  Amputation of my talent  Caving out my pate    My hearing is fading -- my music is shading  The deafness is growing -- sweet notes are bowing    Dices have rolled -- darkness called -- embracing the dark  The only tones -- I can hear -- are there in my heart    Misanthropic being, I am hiding in my room  Fleeing into composition, symphony of doom