Your tears streaming down quench my heart.
Feel the stagnation of my pulses:
My breath I can’t control anymore
My blood runs numb, but immortal in loving you.
But you wished your tears never dropped, so do I;
For I know that your heart is drenched in a witty sorrow
But I know, you can imagine, from my wail,
How hard it is for me to cast such a gruesome look to your face.
How I wish I could have broken the silence kept in me,
How I wish I could have told you about that unfounded secret.
How I wish you could have escaped such a sorrow caused.
The oozing tears, the line they draw on your tender cheeks,
The serenity in the hidden smiles behind that face,
Renders me mute: my mouth can’t address the beauty behind it.
But in your timid eyes, I see the gushing pain
And this pain, I will strive to carry forever
For there will be no more secrets to keep
Because there is no more of them in me again.
I can assure you, my muse that all that boil in me
Are the thousand thoughts about you.
The love I had always wanted from you;
The love I had always yearned to safeguard for eternity:
That glistening emerald bulging in your eyes.
Those tears, I promise to clean for the last time,
And will forever besiege love’s bounty,
And will never let even an air between us,
For I will hold onto you,
Hold onto you till death:
And on that day, the day of my last breath,
I will succumb to nothing
But a wish of not owing you any form of secret.