That night I dreamt
That love was a waste of time
Why then attempt
What to my soul is a crime?
For if in love I’ll ne’er fall alone again
For my heart is destroyed by endless woes slain
Oh now the pain
And the smiles I feign
When I see her around passing
Her beauteous self my shattered self harassing
Or does a flower feel a lover’s anguish
When it closes its petals ne’er its scent to unleash
For like a flower
That knows naught about its garments silken and fair
She was like a power
That ruled but ne’er knew it was there
Or how do I tell her
That her beauty does my mind deter
That then I think I am stupid
Possessed haunted by this mischief of cupid
Or then
Perchance my time will freeze
Or why can’t I e’en hold my pen
By its grieving weight I am tired
Or when will this confusion cease
Will it end when my breath’s expired?
Then I’ll die
Will love die with me too?
Or will it follow me to the grave
Oh then I’ll fly
Or how will it know to whence I flew
Or who will me from love save?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem