O my Muse,
You who inspire.
Singing a great song,
Leaving us hard to respire.
O my Beauty, my Love
forever will I chase
neither sleep, nor death
will keep us apart,
Neither will Hate.
For love is a great thing.
Greater then us,
and we will on
in her,
never apart again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem