When?

When have you last smelt a rose, my love?

When have you last drenched yourself in rain?

When have you last heard the singing of a dove?

When have you last smiled in pain?

When have you last wondered where I might be?

When, my heart, have you last thought of me?

When, my precious gem, do you think about the past?

When, my evergreen rose garden, are you confused; and distrust?

When, my rain of happiness,

Have you last been accused?

When, my love song,

Have you last been abused?

When, my innocent heartache,

will you realize

The pain my heart takes,

When your thoughts arise?