If only you could allow me,
To stay longer in your presence,
My heart will be calm and peaceful,
And this pain will sublime a little.
If you could see the love in my eyes,
Which are now being drained of life,
You wouldn't walk away,
To let me die in loneliness.
I beg thee, my sweet Love,
Don't let me cry in hopelessness,
While this disease feasts on my bones,
The bones that served you with affection.
Let me not wander, for death is near to my soul,
I can hear its whispers, waiting to take me home,
Will you, my Love, allow to rest in your arms for a little?
As I wait for my departure time.
I want to let go of my breath while holding you,
I want to be weak while I see your face,
I want to say goodbye while you stand by,
Can you my Love, allow me in our presence?
If only I can die in your arms, my Love,
I will die an honorable death,
For there, in your presence I where I found love,
It's where my soul found refuge.
One thing that glories a dying heart, is death in a lovers arms. It always ends peaceful