If you are ever going to love me,
Love me now, while I can know
The sweet and tender feelings,
Which from true affection flow.
Love me now
While I am living.
Do Not wait until I’m gone
And then have it chiseled in marble,
Sweet words on ice-cold stone.
If you have tender thoughts of me,
If you wait until I’m sleeping,
Never to awaken,
There will be a death between us,
And I won’t hear you then.
So, if you love me, even a little bit,
Let me know it while I am living
So I can treasure it.
