The Eve of my heart at every dawn
Dreams of a life's paradise on earth
The Adam that is in my heart
Is thrilled, at the beauty of EVE
So serene, so pure as a lily
Making a perfect link
Between him and life.
But the invisible wings of deadly death
Crawl to come closer
Filling the depths of my heart with sorrow
Bringing tears onto my eyes
Leaving behind a broken heart
And a tomb of my own wishes and hopes
On which fall
The tears from the eye of my heart
And fill it with chill, as does the winter's dew
On the leaf of the meadow of my life.
