The Death Of Love کے بول

The once beautiful flower has withered and gone It is memory's charnel vast that I weepeth on Lifeless, this lonely heart swoons 'neath my breast For my tears bring you back not, from silent rest Lamentations and woe, peace never shall I know Blood less bitter be than these tears brackish with sorrow Every promise ever born now lay broken False words are better left asleep on thy lips than spoken With autumn's dirge summer doth end And dreams, like leaves, decay into the wind Pallid as the breath on which they blow Is my heart, buried 'neath a solemn pall of snow This ice holds not sanctum, nor reason For thy heart's swift change of season With your dying, element and emotion unfold And I, I live no longer in this cold "Sadness, unlike love, is eternal"