O sad, sad was my mind
O sad, sad was my mind Because, due to a woman. I am not comforted Although my heart has gone away, Though my heart that my soul Had fled away from this woman. I am not comforted, Although my heart would be gone. And my heart, my heart is too sensitive Tells my soul: Is it possible Is it possible - even on it, This proud exile, sad exile? My mind told my heart: Do i, myself, we want this trap Being present many exiles Although far gone? .
O sad, sad was my soul
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