Quoting toujoure:

Soul such me, yet born not

I have been here before, my sweet
But when or how I cannot tell:
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sweet keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

You have been mine before my sweet
How long ago I may not know:
But just when at that swallow's soar
Your neck turn'd so,
I knew it all of yore.

Has this been us before my love?
And shall not turn time's eddying flight to you
Still with our lives our love restore
In death's despite,
And day and night yield one delight once more? So Happy valentine yet comes,-

Thus heart fell in sweet melody; I look upon your heart see, long thee for ever yet.
Yours "mon amoure, toujoure bien,"

Moi
Translation: My love, always great

Soul such me, yet born not

I have been here before, my sweet
But when or how I cannot tell:
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sweet keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

You have been mine before my sweet
How long ago I may not know:
But just when at that swallow's soar
Your neck turn'd so,
I knew it all of yore.

Has this been us before my love?
And shall not turn time's eddying flight to you
Still with our lives our love restore
In death's despite,
And day and night yield one delight once more? So Happy valentine yet comes,-

Thus heart fell in sweet melody; I look upon your heart see, long thee for ever yet.
Yours "mon amoure, toujoure bien,"

Moi
Translation: My love, always great