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If what I love can cause me death,

Then I'll have not any painful regrets,

All I'll possess in my inward heart,

Is that my love will never part,

I've given all my hopes to you,

And my love is shining through,

All the transgressions that come my way,

Hide in the dark when I see your face.

You, the only one I'll love,

The only one I'm dreaming of,

If you cause me a sweet death. . .

I'll have not any haunting regrets,

Of a life  never mine,

Dreaming of you, some rare design,

Of what a human is supposed to be. . .  

Not like the emptiness of me.