Regret (Serenade)

Like a golden dream

it is carved in my heart.

The memory still of that love

that no longer exists.

It was the first view

of that sweet smile

that made us happy,

with its brilliance, our youth.

But it was very brief in me

the sweetness of which truly vanished

this beautiful golden dream

leaving sorrow within me.

Dark is the future always more sad

the days of youth passed

will be regretted;

I remain alone,

Such bitter regret and grief in my heart!

O ray of sun,

On my path alas no longer shines.

No longer, no longer.