Em nhớ đến anh I remembered

I remembered

There never was a mood of mine,
Gay or heart-broken, luminous or dull,
       But you could ease me of its fever
       And give me back to me more beautiful.

In many another soul I broke the bread,
       And drank the wine and play
       The happy guest,
But I was lonely, I remembered you,
The heart belongs to him who
       Knew it best.