The Man full of Sufferings

If I suffer, I cannot help it,

and if someone tries to comfort me,

his comfort fails to appease my pain.

So it is that I pine away in misery

with no hope of an increase in joy.

It's decreed that anguish can never leave me

for thus my lot was cast

since birth; yet don't be offended

if I suffer.

When I die my pain will be dead;

but meanwhile my poor heart endures

a sad life lived in ill-fortune,

which compels me to love my own anguish

and forbids me to feel depressed

if I suffer.