Alphonse Daudet. (№ 397529)

We terminated the magical links
But perhaps their re-associate,
And love will be reborn again
From the sepulchral darkness of oblivion.
There is no need! In the arms of sleep
May she rest peacefully it!
From crying to hold back no power...
Oh, close her features again!
For what, for what, angel baby,
Like madmen in the darkness of the tomb
We buried our love!
Attracted by a strange power.