If you should tire of loving me
Some one of our far days,
Oh, never start to hide your heart
Or cover thought with praise.
For every word you would not say
Be sure my heart has heard,
So go from me all silently
Without a kiss or word;
For God must give you happiness,
And Oh, it may befall
In listening long to Heaven-song
I may not care at all!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For every word you would not say Be sure my heart has heard, So go from me all silently Without a kiss or word; these lines really bring out the intense emotions a lover feels at the pain of rejection or desertion