Delia

You're my only weapon in front of me,
Delia my!
Separated from you -
How I cried!
You're my only weapon in front of me,
Or dream sleep
beguiled me?

You know eh friend?
He is not, that was:
but you, friend!
All are not forgotten -
And solid dull:
“Do I love cute,
As it happened was?”

Now compare that
With my doleyu!
That's a tear rolls
Your cheek -
Delia ashamed?…
Now compare that
With my doleyu!

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