Tu es parfaite. Je t'ai rêvée, tu étais nue. Sans toi le monde est d'une tristesse infinie. Où es-tu ? Mourir d'amour n'a pas de sens.

This is one of 100.000.000 love letters by Marie de France.
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You are perfect. I dreamed of you, you were naked. Without you the world is infinitely sad. Where are you? Dying of love is meaningless.