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.