Ophelia’s last song
In the smooth deep gentleness of this tempting green
I see the warmth embrace of your tender arms,
The appealing sweetness of your charms
And all the things that could have been.
But this magnificent silence I hear,
Oh how could be hell in heaven,
remains me the unsaid upon us fallen
I have been powerlessly the sigh-seer.
Oh sweet Prince, what happened in your heart!