With my mind [Cu gândul] - Veronica Micle
added by: Octavian

I've often struggled with my mind
To know, to get it right
The naked truth that is confined
In your uncanny sight.

If it were murder, hate obscure,
I wouldn't be harassed,
Because all things will pass, for sure,
There's nothing here to last.

I had no luck at all with you,
To understand your track.
But such enigmas, it is true,
I find them hard to crack!