Though you were a sometime lover of mine,
And for that very reason,
I sometimes write these pathetic lines,
From the wires of fire,
You\'re still the sun on my perfect days.
May a soothing smile always shine on your lips;
You like to smile, keep laughing.
May your chuckle one day stretch a line,
To the height of sunlight.
Or perhaps, my eyes would be sweetened with tears of cheer then!
Once at the threshold of our love story,
I thought you were the ultimate goal of life,
But you put me in goal, behind the bars of a solitary soul.
Dulcinea, you are mistaken.
I am not jealous of your fortune at heart.
I always prefer zealous to jealous, rather.
Just analyze it,
And feel the feelings of amiable eyes;
Don\'t mind, a good man will always remind you,
How much you mean to him.