Poems (Eminescu)/Since so long...
SINCE SO LONG…
Since so long with one another
We could neither speak nor meet,
O meseems we have forgotten
How much we have loved, my sweet.
Now I see thee pale before me,
And thy wounded heart I feel,
As in former days, O let me
At thy feet here humbly kneel.
Let me weep for pity; fondly
Let those little hands be kissed;
What did you so long, my dearest
Hands, which many weeks I missed?