I could feel your unshed tear,
In spite of your not coming near.
I could hear your heart-throbs,
That differed in joys and sobs.
I could see your smile shining,
Along cloud's silver lining.
It was my love, magical power,
That made feeling fly higher.

Now I can see you trying
To wipe another one's crying.
You're engaged in peeling nuts
And nursing anyone else's careless cuts.

Now I keep a spark,
Not for using in the dark.
I burn myself cruelly,
Burn my love, my folly.