Come morning, come sun
Rise, rise
Give birth to the day
To promise of the days to come
For it is only a matter of time
Before our love will die
Inside our eventual darkness
Of the night so cold
Unbearable pain
Unspeakable truth
Why must it hurt to love
Why must love die
Our world shatters
Its fragments cut like razor blades
Now come night, come darkness
We are prepared
We are ready for the end
Tears flow, blood runs dry
Nothing remains
Only the anguish of memory
When our love once was
One final farewell
To you my darling
My sweet angel
It is dying
And o how I will miss it
Goodbye my love, goodbye
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I would like to translate this poem
Being honest: This was a wonderful work of artistry until When our love once was Tripped me I guess I was so captured I expected a very explosive ending I thank you for sharing