My Boy Ryngkhlem

Come with me, would you?

Before I fell asleep, before you know too late

Endear me, and give me your love-don\'t hesitate,

Often, when I\'m carried far, the way

Of alongside, and by the lonely dark ray.

Following the path, but oh, the sweetest one!

Sleeping on a painful heart, and a broken lone.

 

 

When I shall know nothing, quietly I\'ll go,

And leave behind me my thousand foes.

Come with me, I will wait you by day and dark

Just would mean a joy to be with you there-

Shan\'t be one left, but I could wait you ever,

And route you one more place, one more hour.

 

 

But so long unto the lonesome vicinity!

We\'re who we are, will be our eternity.

Hither we flow over the cascade of bliss,

And gently draw breath of a new faint breeze.

The joy of the heart, the sweet home of the soul-

The words telling of you and me, I behold.