Of recalling my glorious back.
I was blue, finding
In the prime of life a dark hack.
In my heart’s spring I felt myself happier
Under the evil of my dearest lass.
Suddenly a storm roused and
The blossoms in my garden met a clash.
Ah! What a melancholy strain
That I ever received!
Perhaps by the sands of time
I had been deceived.
As by and by the days passing by
My life, pale and dismal it turned.
And my worthless tears weren't
Enough to heal my broken heart.
“No, no real love never dies”
An old man hearing all told
With consolation he sympathized
“You must have faith and be bold”.
Again by lighting up my faith
I searched it over and over.
I consoled myself with
That love stays forever!
Achievement is when you know how to keep a smile on your face even though the heart's broken, and can't be healed :)