How love, doth thy keep thy heart from death
when love’s tender breath of life doth flee it?
what belief hath thou left to be beholden?
liken this perfidious soul to smoldering ash!

 Burnt embers doused of fire by frigid tears
surely one’s cries shalt echo atop mountains
who’s thunderous laud is cause for trembling
for thy kiss and tender caress, grieveth me!

 Struggle I, just to breathe of such knowledge
of thy haunting voice piercing night’s silence
memories of thy kiss leaveth no solace,
nor comfort, memories giveth unto me

 For dreams which fall as scattered tears
are remnants gleaned I of you, evermore