Oh lady! Too much affection for thee,
A pervert intoxicate are surely thine;
How cruel thou are unwanting me,
Yet thou still my valentine.
I’m standing firm and uphold my love,
Even though my heart are wrung and repined;
My final high as trembling dove,
Too exhausting to be my valentine.
This love affect me no more,
Alter my vows into tasteless wine;
I’m not the companion thou adore,
Farewell to thee my valentine!