1. O you whose glory towers rise
Blame me not if towers low are mine

2. Fate's rule does with me as it will
My youth and life still fresh yet fail

3. My years exceeded not two tens
And six, for youth is but a dream

4. Misfortunes pressed, blows rained on me
Though few, to me they countless seem

5. Grief envelops me, confusion binds
Passion flees, my heart is torn

6. In joy my heart a desert lies
With sorrows overgrown and worn

7.
Estranged from estranged oft we live

8. Our hearts though petrified yet grieve
Thus time glides by and grinds away

9. All binding threads however stout
Where is that dear devoted friend?

10. That sweet life? That sharp sword so keen?
My branch the years crucify

11. Afar my laurel blossoms glean
O noble eminent esteemed knight

12. O brave and generous man of might
Receive the whispered words from me

13. The heart's pourings, biographies
Stay, and farewell, o' nights of old