Peace, my heart
Ján Móry
Peace, my heart,
Let the time for parting be sweet;
Let it not be a death,
but an achievement.
Let love melt in the memory
and pain melt in song.
Let the last touch of your hand be soft,
Like a night flower.
Be quiet, be quiet, oh wonderful end,
for just one moment,
and speak your last word in silence.
I bow before you;
I hold my lamp high
To light you on your way.