Et liberi ignem faciunt
And his children start a fire
Numquam extinguunt
Which they cannot extinguish
Ne expergisci possint
And he will never be able to awaken
Omnia dividit
Every tragedy divides
Tragoedia coram
Before our very eyes
Amandum quae
Those things which ought to be loved
Et nocte perpetua
And through this endless night
In desperatione
In despair
Auroram videre potest
He can see the dawn
Mane tempus expergiscendi
Which will awake him the next morning