My gaze frozen by the sun
Has died. It's not the same.
And often I see all the flowers
Write his name with their colours.
*
A second, when his voice has sung
My heart rejoiced and awed
Now my smile is wiped off
Since, like everything, his love wears off
*
I remember the happy days
Before he bore me farewell
Even when the sky was downing on us
My love never wavered ...
*
Today my joy is only a chimera, a forlorn creature of dreams
Why live on ? Oh, why breathe
If I can't do as much
With him ?
