Even soul must die sometimes

Picturesque place by the sea shore
Nice park and trees are so tall
If you need to run away no need more
To look for a place, it has it all

Next to the water and alley to walk
With the head down, eyes ever so sad
She sits, the one who doesn't talk
Not bothered by around life's parade

Hands on her knees, fingers so gentle
Rest, forgot the last time to move
Spear's next to her, the only one faithful
Beautiful face with tears flow's groove

Icy wind with winter getting to her
Dry breeze tries to break her defence
Killing sun wants to melt her core
Snow is covering her with it's fence

But no weather cruel enough yet
She saw to make her stand up and go
Those around her think she's dead
As she came to stay here so long ago

They touch her and feel the cold
Or warmth - she takes it all inside
Her beauty more precious than gold
They say walking slowly by her side

She hears the voice from time to time
It goes above the noise of world
It says: "Don't want to get a life?
Still keep yourself in tight hold?"

And she replies: "Why are you here?
It's my choice yet it's not dream
This is my place, I must stay near
Memories are my food, marble's my skin!

The voice goes back: "I'm aware of that.
You can't forgive me for the crime
And again I didn't mean you to part
But even soul must die sometimes!"

No anger in her voice, no sorrow even:
"I've accepted it a thousand years ago.
I have nothing but still keep feeling
I will stay where I had to let her go!
You took her away, all her being faded
I was sensing her energy to dissolve
You offer to live in world? I hate it!
And nothing here deserves my love!!!"

Not friendly/angry, stands not shaking
No power, no desire to see or to live
For world to die to reborn she's waiting
That's when she'll find her love
She believes