So sweet is the torment 
 that lies in my heart,
 that I live happily 
 because of its [bad word] beauty.
 May beauty's fury 
 grow wide in the sky
 [bad word]  
 for my devotion shall hold 
 like a rock against 
 pride's unrelenting wave.

 False hope, 
 keep me wandering!
 let no peace 
 nor pleasure befall me!
 Evil woman, whom I adore, 
 deny me the rest
 [bad word] would give; 
 amidst infinite pain, 
 amidst broken hopes 
 shall survive my devotion.

 There is no rest for me 
 in the warmth or the cold.
 Only in heaven 
 shall I find rest.
 If the deadly strike 
 of an arrow injured my heart,
 I shall heal still, 
 and change my destiny,
 death's very heart
 with the same arrow.

 If the frigid heart 
 that stole mine 
 never has felt
 love's ardour;
 if the [bad word] beauty 
 that charmed my soul
 denies [bad word]  
 may she die one day
 by me pained, 
 repenting, languishing.