1. O my wish, I stand at your door,
Generosity refuses to be wasted.

2. I complain to you of a youth that made me drink
From the cup of bliss a deep draft.

3. And a struggle with passion that the hands of bliss
Did not cease to grow until it became a struggle.

4. I have no hope left but you, so if you are lost
I will bid the days of life farewell.

5. I take no pleasure in any view but your face
And other than your talk I do not want to hear.