The abandoned one
Giuseppe Verdi
Lovely days that the heart longs for, you cannot come back!
Happy springtime of life, you are only a memory!
My eyes are moistened with tears, and my voice sighs in vain.
He has gone; everything is without allure for my heart with no tomorrow.
My God, take me under your wing; here I have no more hope.
In heaven his soul sparkles and I would go there to see him again.