I beg you: not forget and write!
You are my soul, dear knight,
You are my first love, don't you know?
The sun will shine, the wind won't blow,
Just take my hand and we will go,
About past I won't deplore!
But could I find you anywhere?
Oh yes! My heart will come somewhere
Where you can finally find me,
How happy I and you will be!
This dream might be my future life,
But it can be a horror dive
In which my heart becomes so numb
And so accessible to bump
My feelings, needing to be eyed,
And also must be mortified.
Adieu, my wish, adieu, my dream!
An exultation's chance is slim...