Death would never be so desirable,
Neither would it seem so calm;
I have no desire left,
Neither any dream;
My world resides in you,
And so beautiful it seems;”
“Someone go and tell him I am not happy without him,
Someone go and tell him I am missing him,
Someone go and tell him I cannot live without him,
Tell him I love him but
If he hasn’t realized this yet he doesn’t love me:”
“Why doesn’t any song charm me?
Why do these flowers look colorless?
Why doesn’t night allow me any dreams;
Why do these bright sunny days look dull and drowsy to me;
Is that because I don’t have my love with me:”
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