Parting

My luck treats me ill,
This parting gives me pains.
My tears will spill
By dull autumn rains.

From now on I’ll miss
His eyes and smiles,
Our first ardent kiss
But now we are in miles!

I’ve found and lost love
The fate is cruel to me!
The rain of tears will drove
Oh! God! Please, help me!


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