Surely he gathered a little of the sky

Surely he gathered a little of the sky,

He who made those beautiful eyes of yours,

And he took a ray from the sun

To make that hair blond.

But, having completed the external work,

He was then seized with sluggishness

And, to make you a little bit of heart,

He took nothing from the angels.

May he be blessed in any case,

Who gave you to the world!

I was quite happy and satisfied

With my earlier lot.

A shepherd, it was amusement to me

To whistle morning and evening.

But, from the day that I saw you,

Everything changed by enchantment;

I no longer laugh, I no longer sing:

My only companion is sorrow.

May it be blessed in any case

That very day for me!