Sad rain falls upon the demesne.
My head is here; my heart is there.
A rainbow gambols on the green.
Hope lies between joy and despair.
My own heartache abounds in tears -
a wink from a star without aim.
Straight to the root of pensive fears -
a light in the dark bears your name.
Short is the space which love can share.
Love fades like foam upon the sea.
My head is here; my heart is there.
You disappear inside of me.
The trembling form by moonlight fair
is weeping dew from gentle eyes.
My head is here; my heart is there.
The stars fade from evening skies.
The shadows round my senses steal,
around the love we cannot share,
standing between the wrong and real,
while I am here and you are there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice, the pensive state of love from afar.