Rime

She was lovely and charming
like all of her kind
Really quite pleasant to be at her side
but sadly, I must say it, was not meant to be
just like the poem of Anabelle Lee.

Truely his feelings were
and even in dreams he only saw her
until that dreadful morning
when everything shatered and fallen apart
breakig the ilusions, breaking his heart.

Cuántas veces no me he encontrado donde estoy ahora,
viendo mi alma, un poco más rota, un poco más simple;
teñida del suave aroma del adiós y la melancolía,
junto con el amargo sabor de la inminente despedida.