What would I give for a heart of flesh to warm me through,
Instead of this heart of stone ice-cold whatever I do!
Hard and cold and small, of all hearts the worst of all.
What would I give for words, if only words would come!
But now in its misery my spirit has fallen dumb.
O merry friends, go your own way, I have never a word to say.
What would I give for tears! Not smiles but scalding tears,
To wash the black mark clean, and to thaw the frost of years,
To wash the stain ingrain, and to make me clean again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting...what would I give for someone to love me instead of just my lonely heart, my heart which is one of the worst of them all. What would I give for words, if only they would come, but now my soul, my spirit is lost and has no words to say. Go friends, you know I don't have anything to say, I never do. What would I give for tears...not smiles, but tears. To wash this big mistake away and to throw off the past and to wash my stain and make me new again.....that's what I get from this poem, basically. It's a really pretty poem and for me to be able to understand it...WOW :) I feel like I'm smart after reading this and understand it. I am beginning to really like Christina! !