Love's cruel,
I stab your dagger into my heart,
Without you in a flowerless grave,
I am like a rotting corpse.
Within me, an eternal love grows in despair,
With every moment that passes without you,
I am approaching death.
I no longer want to lean on your shoulder,
I want to lean on your heart,
Before the shadow of separation falls
On our city of love.
I silently carved your name into the sky,
So that the stars would whisper you to me every night.
Let your arrival be like a spring tale,
Even if I am drawn into the pit of longing.
Within me, an eternal love grows in despair,
With every moment that passes without you,
I am approaching death.
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