My body is losing the battle
My mind lost a long time ago
My soul is asleep in Seattle
And there’s something else you oughta know
My love’s not the force that it has been
I’d much rather sleep through the night
I can’t stand the sweet smell of Jasmine
I’ve really lost my appetite
I just wanna lay down beside you
And sleep as I slept as a boy
So if you wake me up, woe betide you
You ain’t gonna get any joy
So sing me a lullaby, baby
And I’ll try and sing one for you
‘Cause music’s the food of love – maybe
And there’s nothing much else I can do
It isn’t because I don’t love you
As much now as I’ve always done
I still spend the nights dreaming of you
You’ll always be my only one
But my body and spirit are broken
Now everything’s falling apart
And all I have left is this token
Of the love that still burns in my heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem