If only to start, to believe once again,
In innocent springtime, in happiness then.
It knocked on my door, but I wouldn’t see.
I drove you away, I sent you from me.
Life promised me flowers, delight and romance.
Everything was possible, all at a glance.
But you were so silent, so distant and stern.
Alas, all these moments will never return.
Back then, your affection seemed hardly enough,
The world was on fire, so dazzling, so tough.
A trick of my fate—I kept searching in vain
For someone who lived in my heart as a flame.
Oh, if I could start and believe once again
In wild autumn happiness, free from all pain.
Life gifted me dreams, but it gifted me loss.
I failed to see you, my hero, my cross.
I lost you forever, in youth long ago... ,
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If only to start
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