Colors Of Sorrow

I live the life of a hopeless boy,
And the only life I know is this.
I know but not the colors of joy,
And never I will in the coming years.

I dwell deep in the fields of pain,
Into the mud and the deep rain.
Where there is no hope, but suffering and fear,
And hope will never be in the coming years.

I know but well the colors of sorrow,
With which I see no happiness and no tomorrow;
Where there is only one thing that's true:
That I am never gonna be with you.