Not long ago, in a charming dream,
I saw myself -  a king with crown's treasure; 
I was in love with you, it seemed,
And heart was beating with a pleasure.
I sang my passion's song by your enchanting knees.
Why, dreams, you didn't prolong my happiness forever? 
But gods deprived me not of whole their favor:
I only lost the kingdom of my dreams.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem