New love, new life

Heart, my heart, what does this mean?

What is besieging you so?

What a strange new life!

I do not know you any longer.

Gone is all that you loved,

gone is what troubled you,

gone is your industry and peace,

alas! how did you come to this?

Does youthful bloom shackle you,

this lovely figure

whose gaze is full of fidelity and goodness,

with endless power?

If I rush to escape her,

to take heart and flee her,

I am led in a moment,

alas, back to her.

And with this magic thread

that cannot be ripped,

the dear, mischievous maiden

holds me fast against my will;

in her magic circle I must

live now in her way.

The change, alas - how great!

Love, Love, let me free!