To what lands must i fare
That i should leave behind my fair lady and heir
Tell me how can it be well?
When one leaves the land his loved ones dwell
Unless it is to journey on other fortune's tail
or to find another love and live in another fairly tale
But not for fortune or another love
Can i leave behind what i already have (and love)
And fare so well to a new land
Pray tell muse, how can it be so, if to fare-well is to part with a broken heart?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem