O My Sweetheart

O my sweetheart, all I could desire,

From the moment that we separated on that day

I have been broken-hearted,

Feverish and wretched, every night.

I remember what was said, when we spoke

I remember our closeness when we made love.

O what is this fate you have caused

It allows no peace in my heart.

King Sri Dhammaraja of Cambodia (1629-1634)