Farewell Roxanne, because today I die-
I know that it will be today,
My own dearly beloved- and my heart
Still so heavy with love I have not told,
And I die without telling you! No more
Shall my eyes drink the sight of you like wine,
Never more, with a look that is a kiss,
Follow the sweet grace of you-
I remember now the way
You have, of pushing back a lock of hair
With one hand, from your forehead- and my heart
Cries out and keeps crying, "Farewell, my dear,
My dearest-
My own heart's own,
My own treasure,
I am never away from you, Even now,
I shall never leave you. In another world,
I shall be still that one who loves you, loves you
Beyond measure, beyond-
edmond rostand