I Fear, My Darling… I Fear… (A Song)

As I usually do,
I’ve spent my morning
Thinking of you;
Obsessively repeating,
Repeating your words:

‘You mentioned that dreams do come true.’
—O, my darling! Dreams do come true!

As a mad woman,
Frenetically waiting;
Waiting for a ghost:
For a ghost to appear.

And I fear…I fear…
That you may never appear.

After all these years,
I’m so used to it,
That it became my daily routine;

And I fear, my darling…I fear…
That you may never appear.

I’ve heard your words today,
Then I saw you at mid-day;
I saw you smiling, looking at me:
O, I saw you! —I saw you today!

‘You mentioned that dreams do come true.’
—O, my darling! Dreams do come true!

But if you only knew,
How I forced myself—and intentionally
I turned my face away from you!

For I fear, my darling…I fear…
That you may never appear;

Oh! I fear…I fear…
That I may no longer be your dream…