Mon petit chou

Soon, soon, there will be no more pain.
Soon, soon, indifference I'll gain.
Soon, soon, I'll be whole again.
Your presence and absence will all be same !

Sorrow, who' s been a comforting friend,
Is leaving me now to an empty frame.
Dreams of union, how I hoped in vain,
From abstinence could no longer remain !

Days on end, my heart called out your name,
From deprivation could not sustain.
Abandoned and alone in my desolate terrain,
I pray your fit and well in your new domain.

How I yearned to see your beautiful face
and anticipated the melody of your voice
Helplessly waited as the days turned to years
For unfulfilled promises still to manifest ...