Poeme : My Love

When I see you slip off toward an unknown world,
Then I pray avidly to see you into mine !
But the chilly tastes of my real underworld
Drive my life poor and bad and I don’t cease to whine.

My love for you saved me, I see it spins around
Toward a beautiful place in the hereafter,
Where all is safe and good, where there is no heart-wound,
Where all breathes a full joy with passion and laughter.

I might well be your prince inside of this battle,
Even so you stay all I wished, and I cry out
In order to have in my impoverished hangout

A semblance of fondness among this stern struggle.
Be my wife ! No matter you notice on your way,
Abide in peace because, each day for you I pray !

wɛ̃ i si iu slip ɔf tɔwaʁ ɑ̃ œ̃knɔwn wɔʁld,
tɛ̃ i pʁε avidli to si iu ɛ̃to minə !
byt tə ʃiji tastəz- ɔf mi ʁəal œ̃dεʁwɔʁld
dʁivə mi lifə puʁ ɑ̃d bad ɑ̃d i dɔnte səazə to winə.

mi lɔvə fɔʁ iu savεd mə, i si it spɛ̃z- aʁund
tɔwaʁ a botifyl plasə ɛ̃ tə əʁəafte,
wəʁə al is safə ɑ̃d ɡud, wəʁə təʁə is no əaʁ wund,
wəʁə al bʁəatəz- a fyl ʒwa wit pasjɔ̃ ɑ̃d loɡte.

i miɡt wεll bə iuʁ pʁɛ̃sə ɛ̃sidə ɔf ti batlə,
əvɛ̃ so iu stε al i wiʃεd, ɑ̃d i kʁi u
ɛ̃ ɔʁde to-avə ɛ̃ mi ɛ̃pɔvəʁiʃεd-ɑ̃ɡu

a sɑ̃blɑ̃sə ɔf fɔ̃dnεsz- amɔ̃ɡ ti stεʁn stʁyɡlə.
bə mi wifə ! no mate iu nɔtisə ɔ̃n- iuʁ wε,
abidə ɛ̃ pəasə bəkozə, əak dε fɔʁ iu i pʁε !