If I were your Daphne
You would come to me in daylight
And leave me at nights moonlight
I, your sweet Daphne
If I were your Daphne
I would run far and far away
And you would chase me till
You were not young but tired grey
I, your sweet Daphne
If I were your Daphne
You would come to me in daylight
And leave me at nights moonlight
I, your sweet Daphne
If I were your Daphne
You would cry in want of me
You would caress the hair
That I never seem to care
I, your sweet Daphne
If I were your Daphne
You would come to me in daylight
And leave me at nights moonlight
I, your sweet Daphne
If I were your Daphne
You would kiss me in cleansing me
In hope that I would see how much you love me
I, your sweet Daphne
If I were your Daphne
You would come to me in daylight
And leave me at nights moonlight
I, your sweet Daphne
Your Daphne
Your Daphne
Alas you leave behind
On my cold little stone
What I thought to be pretty
The flowers of the laurel tree
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think this is a beautiful poem and a wonderful personal take on the story. A wonderful expression of undying love. Wonderful piece.