Delights & Sorrows

Beloved, don’t ask me to
Love you as I loved you before,

I had assumed that as long as I have you, life is radiant
What anguish in the world could possibly rival the anguish of being without you,

Your face is what lends permanence to springtime in this world
What is there in the world except for the beauty of your eyes
If I gain you, destiny would bow down before me
It wasn’t so, I had merely wanted it to be so

Beloved, don’t ask me to love you as I loved you before

My gaze returns here as well, what can I do?
Your beauty is still enchanting, but what can I do?
There are many other sorrows in this world besides the sorrow of love
There are many other delights besides the delight of union