MY LOVE

I’ve lived now but twenty years
And am wallowing in miseries
I’ve washed all my sorrows in tears,
But am drowning in agonies.

The hopes that were left are now flying in the air
And are falling into the fields of ignorance,
My heart grows cold as it no more can bear
My love’s inconstant glance.

Like a sponge squeezed off water dry
My happiness is drained from me
Looking at the past I can but cry
To see me like a naked tree.

Life has offered me nothing but pain
And death comes creeping by –
My cheeks grow cold – my mind insane,
She was gone…. In the wink of an eye.

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