I will live joyfully
Sweet creature
if you only knew that truly
In you lies my remedy
Lady of beautiful stature
Pleasant, clear, and pure,
often make me say "To me!"
To the ills that I endure.
To serve you loyally
And be sure of this,
that I cannot possibly
live like this for so long
It is hard for me
I will live joyfully
Sweet creature
if you only knew that truly
in you lies my remedy
For you are merciless to me
And without pity, harsh,
and you have put my heart
into a deep sorrow
That it will surely die
a death too painful
If, for its relief,
mercy does not come quickly
it will die.