Waiting

 

And I waited for the light to come

On the wings of a mirage,

I was infatuated!

I thought that the light of your eyes

Flew as swiftly as love!

Oh... how wretched I am...

For the current spring is about to end.

Hurry...

Hurry...

Waiting is destroying my being,

O light burdened with weariness.

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