SORROW by Alfred de Musset

SORROW  by  Alfred  de  Musset I lost my strength and my life, My friends and my joy; I lost till the pride That made my genius believable. When I knew Truth, I thought she was a friend; When I understood and felt her, I was already disgusted by her. Although, she is eternal, And those who did without her On this Earth didn’t understand anything. God is speaking, we must answer him. The only good I still have in this world Is to have cried sometime