The pleasure of love lasts only a moment. The grief of love lasts a lifetime. I gave up everything for ungrateful Sylvia. She is leaving me for another lover. The pleasure of love lasts only a moment. The grief of love lasts a lifetime. "As long as this water will run gently towards this brook which borders the meadow, I will love you", Sylvia told me repeatedly. The water still runs, but she has changed. The pleasure of love lasts only a moment, The grief of love lasts a lifetime.