When I gaze into your eyes
When I gaze into your eyes
all my pain and grief vanishes,
then when I kiss your mouth
I am
made wholly and completely well.
When I lean on your bosom
joy as of heaven comes upon me;
but when you say "I love you,"
I
must weep bitterly.
If only the flowers, little as they are
If only the flowers, little as they are,
could know how deeply wounded is my heart,
they
would weep with me
to heal my sorrow.
If only the nightingales knew
how sad and sick I am,
they would gladly pour out
their refreshing
song.
If only they knew my woe,
those golden stars,
they would come down from aloft
and speak comfort
to me.
They can none of them know,
one only knows my sorrow;
she herself has made the rent,
has rent
my heart asunder.
All night in dreams I see you
All night in dreams I see you,
and see you greet me warmly,
and crying aloud I throw myself
at
your sweet feet,
You look at me sadly
and shake your fair head
From your eyes there are stealing
teardrops
like pearls.
Secretly you speak to me a hushed word,
and give me a branch of cypress.
I wake up, and the branch
is gone
and I have forgotten the word.
(Translated by William Mann)