Please, my lord, thou have to leave.

Please, my lord, thou have to leave.
The darkness is dripping down on me, 
do not cry, it is not hard to perceive
that thou art here not to let me be.


My God!, it aches my full heart
magnitude of love! Death, merciless...
We ought, forever, to part, 
cannot be forgotten, this death is faultless. 

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