كلمات بين الرجا والتمنّي

Lover’s wager to live this love,
Fortune’s fate, in hope and longing,
In dissimulations of despair,
While her pending verdict dooms me.
In solitary colloquy,
I said,
 « Imperative, my heart, to keep her safe,
Light-years from an evil thought.
And, you, my soul, must vanish." »
To you, who ceaselessly withdraws,
I said, "Execute your sentence,
By your leave.
Be the sentence yours,
I am bereaved And, yet,
with consummate contentment."