Mon Cherrie, I wrote a letter
To you it was addressed
But i hear It was sent to another
By the lord I believe it wasn't yours to see
For it expressed the love you showed not in return
My heart with you I require
Love and care you have showed it not
it dies and withers and grows older by day
I have seen another and by a touch we were aflame
I require my heart that I may love again
I know that we know her love for me 
Surpassed your love for early splendour 
And by this note
My heart will be one with my soul for another