I’ve missed my darling endless daysу

I’ve missed my darling endless days:

My heart is truly weeping woe.

And I resent, a grudge her owe

And call by night: Oh, please, come back!

I seek, I miss forgotten pleasures:

Your image gloat on, caress.

But it’s been ghost, vain impress

That stole my rest, disturbed my dream.

I wish a blessed day would come

When you, my love, to me return.

The parting wounds smart, hurt and burn

Cold-hearted time – my sour balm.