The beginning of the end

The end is not the end,
That is why the remnants were left.
Who's calling today in which tune,
Though remain eager to obtain something.

Before I could think about it, I started walking,
Walked from axis to axis, alliance to alliance
The heart became thick in the crowd of sadness.

I lost myself in those unprotected borders,
Though there were compassionate efforts to illuminate the path,
In the light of gradual aging.

Still searching in the shadow of oblivion,
Day’s sun laid to the western sky,
And in front there is the white mountain of hope.

And no turning back,
And no more "Let bygones be bygones" -
Let go off all those repentance,
Stay away from all the bad omens.