I envy you, for you see her day and night,
While I am left to face these lonely nights.
I despise you, for you steal her away,
Just when I begin to cherish the moments she stays.
You envy me, though she bends to your will,
For she loves me more, and always will.
You despise me, though you see her bright and bleak,
For you cannot feel her warmth as I seek.
So, Time, though we are sworn enemies,
I ask your blessing to hear her melodies.
Let her stay with me, and take your shadows far from me.
