Even in the arms of my lover,
I am melancholy,
I am hopelessly forlorn,
Oh, she sees the look of dread on my face,
My eyes wide with fear,
Has this sadness become a part of me now?
My love, she asks what's wrong
When she sees how disturbed I look
And I do not have the words to describe
How I feel existential horror
Even in the arms of my lover
The poets said
Love would bring endless joy
They gave me a false vision
And I realize this
In the arms of my lover
For all I can do
Is worry that she does not love me
And believe her words are false
Yes, even when I'm in her arms
She asks me if everything is fine,
If it would be better if she left,
She offers to leave,
Ah yes, my love, perhaps it would
Be better if you left
For in my fantasies about you
In my dreams
Is the only place where I believe your words of love are true
And in that romantic vision
Is the only world where I feel truly loved
You do not measure up to my expectations
And that is why I can not be happy
Even in the arms of my lover
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