Translation:To Tilly

To Tilly

With force, fate's rage tears
Us cruelly from one another.
Even if each does their dearest,
We together suffocate.
Tilly, give me one more kiss!
It will come as it must come.

You are young and your heart’s blood surges
Powerfully toward happiness.
To no sorrowful stay
Devote yourself on my account.
Tilly, give me one more kiss!
It will come as it must come.

I am old; the burden of infirmities
Forces me into isolation.
Never would I, the sickly guest,
Want to fritter away your time.
Tilly, give me one more kiss!
It will come as it must come.

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