Even if the promise of union is false, it still brings pleasure; why should one not sacrifice oneself for such a lie?

Here, the lover willingly surrenders to the sweet intoxication of hope. Even though he knows deep down that the beloved's promise of meeting is completely false, the sheer thrill and anticipation it brings make life worth living. It is a tender celebration of love's charming illusions, where a beautiful lie feels far more precious than a bitter truth.