Dressed in white on a bitter cold path,
Ain’t any sign of life and with gloom around,
Bitten by frost and deadly winter not rescinding,
Suddenly a feeble chirp giving a hope of survival,
Oh My! The prettiest flower ever seen with a divine fragrance!
The first blossom of Spring filled with Love,
You, my La Belle Dame, colored me up & showered happiness.
You are the Love of my Life!
Time flew by as seconds but every moment worth rewinding,
Lost in dreams as your words sounded like a lullaby,
As you stared compassionately as my eyes opened,
And when you feebly uttered the magical words, “I Love You!”
Spellbound.
So beautiful life was, so content and so happy,
Colorful tulips all around and the refreshing daffodils,
Bound for life with trust and confidence and vows.
You, my beautiful lady, asked “Casato Conmigo?”. “Claro!” it is.
Something was not right, still a dream? No.
Wait! A deadly storm was creeping by without a noise,
Darkness fell upon your mind and the tremors began,
The flowers withered and were blown away, I’d not clue.
You felt, you wept and you pushed me away,
Neck deep in love and the most painful words I heard,
“I Never Loved you! Just a rebound.”
Broken.
Left out alone in endless pain,
The sight and voice of you everywhere ,
Starved with sleepless thoughts for days,
A life without a dream and a smile.
You, my La Belle Dame San Merci, showered me Love and blew me apart.
It means “The Beautiful Lady without Mercy”. This is an original work & is not an adaptation of the original ballad; just named same as it seemed appropriate.