It was not in my fate to have been with my beloved,
Had I lived longer the waiting would have just prolonged.
What friends are these that have become advisers,
Ah,that some had eased my grief, some shared my sorrow!
To whom should I explain that my nights are a demon,
Wouldn’t I have embraced death if it had been for just once?
If I had believed in your promise I would have died of sheer joy,
But know this O my love that it was very hard to trust you.
Ah that I had drowned in a river than to die ingloriously,
Not a soul would have mourned then, no stone would have marked me!