Gone is my happiness and well-being

Gone is my happiness and well-being

And all my joy on earth;

I am wretched, completely lost,

Things will never become better.

Until death,

I will suffer great distress,

For I must part from you, my love,

Alas, it has come to pass,

That woeful thing!

If I must lose you,

Great sorrow will befall me.

I pity myself so much;

It comes from a lover's sensibility,

Which has brought me fear and hardship,

And willingly I bear it.

For you alone,

My heart's dearest,

No burden is too heavy;

Were it twice as heavy,

I yet would die

In your service,

Never seeking to woo a strange love.

For help I call, my highest treasure,

Hear my yearning lament!

Send me a message quickly, darling,

Or I must despair with sorrow!

My sad heart

Suffers with great pain,

How can I overcome it?

I fear that suddenly

Death will struggle with me

For my life;

O give me hope!