I provide warmth on cold and dreary nights:
Thawing the ice away from your fingertips,
Brushing away all the frost in my sight,
On cold winter nights, kiss'd by searing lips.
I give light in the midst of darkness,
A comfort in the neverending black,
A steady flame to stand by regardless,
You depend on me, I will watch your back.
Yet when I embrace you, you flee away
With a look of horror upon your face.
You keep running, but I beg you to stay.
Screaming - is it from joy? Yet you make haste.
You count on me so, I just want a friend,
But why do you meet such an ashen end?
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I would like to translate this poem
I just want a friend, very fine, I like it, thanks.