Before death comes, I'll sing to you,
a melody of dying,
okay on the outside,
but deep within,
I'm crying.
Before I die, I'll croon to you,
sorrow when I kissed you not,
lyrics of destruction,
inside, my soul's begun to rot.
Love is ended, here no more,
it's too far away, gone for good,
Your love is locked behind a door,
which I wouldn't open if I could.
Before I die, I'll sing you a song,
one you may not want to hear,
but I have to sing it,
before I go...
'Cause it's the only song,
the only tune,
the only mournful melody I know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is killer. The first line of the first two verses, establishes the theme. The next one begins an explanation, and the last one continues with the main idea; ending with 'Cause it's the only song, the only tune, the only mournful melody I know' Very effective. (like being told exactly why you're going to get a spanking. LOL)