My days slowly drag on
Each moment multiplies in the heart
All the pains of my unhappy love
And the awakening of all mad dreams of mine.
But I keep silence; I do not complain;
I shed my tears, they bring me some solace.
My soul which was captivated by sorrow
Finds in them a bitter delight,
O life! Fly away, empty phantom,
no sympathy is with you,
Go and vanish in the darkness;
Dear is to me my love’s unceasing suffering;
I may die but let me die from love!