My heart used to leap
When you hold me in your arms
But now my heart, it weeps
For you’re taken by her charm
My cheeks used to blush
When you look me in the eye
Then you’ll give me a kiss
And release a contented sigh
You loved to touch my hair
And call me ‘Mon amour’
So gradually I lost you
And my heart does beat no more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem