[bad word] in out of the rain thou sayest - but thou ne'er step'st aside;
And I am trapp'd, I'm trapp'd
distance there is...
None, save me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the roof:
Behold! - 'tis not the rain; thence me it has to be -
I will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear;
Thou hast heed'd that I am of innocence, yet thou let'st thy lass into peril
Thou let'st me be parched;

My heart , My heart , My heart ,
My heart , My heart , My heart ,
My heart is of frailty, my pale skin is hued damask.
When thou thy tears hast hidden, [bad word] back!", thou sayest -
There I soon am to be - but how am I [bad word] when my bones, my heart!
Thou hast me bereft! - [bad word] thou sayest; [bad word] , [bad word]  [bad word] , [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] , [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] , [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] , [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] ,

And there and then I behold that a time [bad word] when I again dead will be.
Thou tell'st me to leave without delay -
I leave
I leave
I leave...
I leave with my bodkin and my tears in my hands;
Lo! - the shadows, the sky - descending;
So by a dint of smite I gait ere [bad word] and melt together with dusk.

In my mind in which is this event,
But it seems as if naught is to change anyway?!

After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths -
The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me,
Turning my feelings ,Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world:
All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd aside -
After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths -
The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me,
Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world:
All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd aside -
distance there is...
distance there is...