Literature
Haraucourt: a Translation
Song of Farewell
To part means to die a little,
To die for what you love.
It is to leave a piece of your heart,
Any time, any place, any part..
It's always the lament of ones desire,
The final verse in a string of verses.
To part means to die a little,
To die for what you love.
And when one parts, it seems at the beginning easy,
Just like a game, right up to that final goodbye,
It's the soul that will remain behind,
That behind us remains in every goodbye...
To part means to die a little,
To part means to die...
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