So much sense and fantasy
So much sense and fantasy
I have put into loving well,
that, searching for myself, I do not know
where I shall find myself.
My eyes bewitched me so much
that only in seeing them within you,
the spirit of them both
fitted into one being;
and scorn drives so far away
my liking, loving and joy,
that searching for myself, I do not know
in what place I shall find myself.
So much sense and fantasy
I have put into loving well,
that, searching for myself, I do not know
where I shall find myself.
My desire that goes with you,
attracts my heart so much,
that my thought visits
your strange cruelty
and following you day and night
your heart ignores it;
that searching for myself, I do not know
where I shall find myself.
So much sense and fantasy
I have put into wishing well,
that, searching for myself, I do not know
where I shall find myself.
Writer/s: Joan Timoneda, Raimon
