His thought so sweetly straying
And captive in beauteous disarms of one;
His anguish gaze unconscious crying,
When atone moment lurk and gone.
For him despair as ardent slave
Bids no sin defy the soul;
The mortal visions on abyss grave
Defined reign of heaven role.
All his penance deficient surely,
But heaven sprung affection unbounded;
A tender beam in hue shone not purely
Save him, who is guilty on sins unfounded.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem