O' my love, my voice, my song, my melody
O' you whose beauty is the source of my strength
Whose caress feeds my bone, my flesh with pleasure
Whose bright grin is the cause of my tranquil life
My heart would sing of you as the sun rises
And would beat to speak of you as the sun sets
I stand a tree, your shade in the burning sun
And your lee, your anchor in the stormy rain
Of all I have, you are my health and my wealth
Come what may, you are mine till the end of time
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I would like to translate this poem
Great poem, feelings well expressed here