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.