I wish my pain would flow into a single word

I wish my pain would flow

Into a single word,

Which I'd give to the merry winds,

Who would carry it merrily along.

They would carry it to you, my beloved,

The pain-filled word;

You hear it always,

You hear it everywhere.

And scarcely have you closed your eyes

To night-time slumbers,

My word will follow you,

Into your deepest dream.