Travel-weary thro' the arduous path of love,
Wilting under the weight of my emotions now
Let me give vent to them here, my dear
Anonymous is this-have no fear.
A rose that bloomed in my love's radiance-
Today you adorn someone in excellence.
On my heart's lute you played lilting melodies;
Now they are only lamenting maladies.
My soul's troubled by turmoils of passion
Like a boat tossed by gales on an ocean.,
Your face like a polestar in my mind appears
And allays all my illusions and fears.
On life's another shore, shall we meet-
Until then, wish you well, my sweet!
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I would like to translate this poem
illusions and fears, good write, thanks.