The treasure.
And what is it?
It is the love
Of your hearts.
That I know, my dear,
And who robs the heart.
When you see me alone
On this life-street
You rob me
That I know.
And You attract me
Towards You, my dear,
And I am no use to
Anybody anywhere.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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