I loved you: and perhaps this flame
Has not completely died away;
I'll never cause you harm again
And wish you happiness today.
I loved you silently without any hope of gain,
Being very shy sometimes, being jealous, feeling pain;
I loved you so sincere, tender, just the best I ever can,
Let God grant you: to be adored this way by any other man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely inked love poem. Loved it.