I still love him

I still love him - madly!

At the mention of his name my soul trembles;

as before, anguish presses my breast,

and a sultry look brings tears glimmering involuntarily in my eyes.

I am mad to love him still!

I still love him - madly!

A quiet delight is filling my soul,

and bright joy is overwhelming my heart,

when I pray to the Creator for him!

I am mad to love him still!