Love! Would I expel thee from my heart
can'st you see how far we are apart
Why then do you weave his face
into dreams that reality will erase
you awakened me from eternal night
to this accursed light
a light from which I cannot be parted
so I lay here broken heart-ed
Cunning weaver of dreams
I have not sighs but screams
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem