Tears of joy made me so coy
Never did I expect the coming doom
That of losing on the blessed day, my bridegroom
Fate, I call out to thee, do you take me for a toy?
Tears of joy turned bitter
Gone was the moment of laughter
Life never to seen as truly sweeter
For without him, there is no after!
In my white gown, twinkling seemed the town
Oh such a painful way to be let down
All my dreams and expectations turned blunt
For his memory shall I always hunt!
A wandering soul, as empty as an echo
I let my wings take me on a flight
That of searching for his light
That which can keep me full in ego
Of what use is my existence?
Can anyone compete with his magnificence?
Whether you judge me as wise or foolish
I trust my heart, so broken and so feeblish!
Love, O Beautiful Word of the lovers
What shall I make of my broken heart
Shall the angels of Eden play their part?
Can I dare to hope to see him in the holy altars?
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