Waterfall of Tears

I was walking alone in a forest road On the shore of a river I heard the sound of bells and the croack of the crows It was autumn, the leaves fell and The wind breeze flowed along my skin I sat down on a bridge where below a Waterfall of tears flowed The ghosts rise and walk near to me The fog becomes more dense And the cold rain drenched my face As if I were crying Joints in proximity of a tree Was the tree of suicides After the hanging were thrown In the waterfall of tears The sound of the symphony that was in my head Recalls my pain and the loneliness in my lifetime Passed next to the wrong people The river of tears became my cryes I fell into depression and came To the conclusion of the hanging