My Friend
...ry... Tell me now if you need my arms to embrace... That's right, my friend, Grief now your sorrow and shame. Watch the beauty the night is wearing, And the chastity of your pretty eyes. Your tears have been shed in a river, That runs through the grass, green and dry, In the border of the river, you lay standing Glowing with your admirable shine. Tell me now if you need my shoulder to cry... Tell me now if you need my arms to embrace... Now, tell me: What has the world done to you that has caused this rain of tears to drop from your eyes? What path should I follow to help you stop your suffering which has flooded my heart? Why is death during l...