1. When lightning flickers through the dark of night,
My anxious heart is filled with sorrow's blight.

2. It draws its blade from scabbard's constant shade
A shining sword whose maker honed its might.

3. And in my breast it hides an aching grief
A secret love, though it cannot requite.

4. This passion tortures me, consumes my soul,
For eyes that sparked emotions love incite.

5. Remembering days of clouds and dwelling-place,
Its madness swelled recalling loves long slight.

6. Can ruins fail to recognizе a knowing glance?
Where doubts are purged and truths seen clear in sight.

7. Did tears bring comfort after anguish ceased?
No, fancied hopes were shattered in their flight.

8. Among the living, living woefully,
A debtor I, with debts I can’t acquit.

9. My friend, love-wasted, eyes in sickness failing,
No comfort finds except what I transmit.

10. If you bring no joy after cruelty,
What gladdens those who pine but their own blight?

11. I feign good health but sickness dwells within,
A latent ill no remedy can right.