the poem# Translation - 译林
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They say the saddest thing is
Unrequited love.
I've found a thing,
Which takes a place above
Unrequited love is farce,
Transcending feelings - on one side sparse.
Grief wracked we wonder, why not me?
I'm twice the man - can she not see?
Mournful mornings,
Feelings flayed,
A cosmic joke on us is played.
But another thing entire is requited love denied.
That's a holy feeling died,
Conscience's coward -
Self deprived.
While together,
Blissful rapture.
What no words could say, a look could capture.
Unrequited love.
I've found a thing,
Which takes a place above
Unrequited love is farce,
Transcending feelings - on one side sparse.
Grief wracked we wonder, why not me?
I'm twice the man - can she not see?
Mournful mornings,
Feelings flayed,
A cosmic joke on us is played.
But another thing entire is requited love denied.
That's a holy feeling died,
Conscience's coward -
Self deprived.
While together,
Blissful rapture.
What no words could say, a look could capture.