Were you to cross the world, my dear,
To work or love or fight,
I could be calm and wistful here,
And close my eyes at night.
It were a sweet and gallant pain
To be a sea apart;
But, oh, to have you down the lane
Is bitter to my heart.
So creatively written and with a lot of classy style, so smooth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's hard to put words to how deeply sad this feels.