Song of the Sinner

Just a bit of ashes
Grey, grey ashes⁠—spent⁠—
God! how fierce the fires burned
Down to this content.

Just a bit of ashes,
Not a single spark
Lives in this residuum
Crumbling cold and dark.

Just a bit of ashes⁠—
To the judgment day,
I go with my memories⁠—
Pray, sweet virgin, pray!