She should smile; and joy in me pile
or why is she silent and dumb
i've loved her; oh few men have deserved her
but why has worry began in me to cram
that i will lose her lovely beauty and charm
that i will see her beauteous face for a short term
that i will own her breath for a while
i nearly died; but these emotions were defied
when i saw her another man kiss
the pain i felt; my fleshy heart began to melt
that i envied the fiery touch of their bliss
and a single teardrop did my melancholy release
for their love never waned it did increase
that i was left wi' nothing but my face to hide
'twas then i asked; or for how long has this been masked
my deep emotion, my deep devotion to her
or did she know; my weakness for her, my flaw
that did sometimes my deepest thoughts conquer
that did sometimes deepen my every bitter scar
for i couldn't my love for her deter
or wasnt i to loving her entasked
she left with him; she left with my dream
i thought of the night which they'd share
were they a team; her and him
or didn't she anymore about me care
why leave me alone to mourn and despair
while i wanted of her attention to be a heir
or will my chances forever remain slim?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem