The Captive Lady

Amidst the azure phantasmagoric creation
Your prismatic beauty flourishes like the glittering stream.
I behold the soft curve of your lyre-shaped perfection.
My captive heart finds no relief in a vain scream!

Shall I compare you to a bird caged with all its soaring desire?
In the mountainside castle you remain,
The sylvan silence like a demon eat up the passionate fire!
Your sobs and sighs coagulate the fleeting cries in agonized pain.

The swans swimming in the gleaming water,
Avow to take an upward flight-
The worries and pangs seem to be lighter.
Oh! my sweet lady come to me in the illumined light.

My amorous feelings are greater than reality,
My love for you outsteps infinity.