Go Away, Go, O Bird, Fly O'er, Fly O'er Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Go away, go, O bird, fly o'er, fly o'er,
Spring's star, what do you see within me?
O deare! why is my heart's orchard sore?
No bud, no breeze, or petal left to see.
Pain's dust has blown along the ways,
Neither could I hold the harp, nor sing,
Though songs I wrote in bygone days
Lie cold within my heart's bleak ring.
Go away, go, O bird, fly o'er, fly o'er,
What here remains for you, my dear?
No hope, no the yearning anymore,
All fade with time, no mirth to linger near.
Go away, go, O bird, fly o'er, fly o'er,
Nothing here remains for you to adore.