1. Imagination came visiting in the stilly night
And found my eyelids unacquainted with sleep

2. Alas for him, fever came calling
Bearing a gift of wakefulness where I’d hoped for rest

3. If only beforehand he had brought forgetfulness
A generous gift that might extinguish dreams

4. He thought he’d find me sleeping in his love
But found such repose forbidden

5. By God, nothing increased but sorrow
And nearness naught but torment and desire

6. O peace, greet me in a way
That cools passion and bids sadness cease

7. For from my heart the fire of sadness
Pours forth its heat, from my eyes well tears

8. And I suppose no breeze in your land
Blows but to bear some germ of my disease

9. By carnelian we pledged a covenant
You broke that vow, I kept that troth