Love's fantasies - its hollow dreams!
I am with them acquainted;
They promised me brave victory
And paradise foretold.
I sang my love and waited,
And beauty heard my verse,
Rewarding me in answer
With yawns from her red lips;
Then I bore witness to my love -
The conversation bored her!
All's vanity! The smile, the gaze-
You promise lovely things.
You're treasured dear, but empty!
Love's reveries aren't worth the pain:
They beckon and deceive like dreams.
And what is love? A single wave
On life's enormous sea...