1. By my father and others, I ransom
my sickly gaze for your affliction

2. You were made into a blossoming meadow
While I am gentler than the breeze

3. I hoped for your blessing
Yet I fell into excruciating pain

4. You have become, O satisfaction, the bliss
Of misery, not of delight

5. This one calls for Paradise
While you call for Hell