 But your sweet mastery
Masters
My heart so harshly,
Tormenting it
And binding
In unbearable love,

So that [my heart] desires nothing
but to be in your power.And still, your own heart
renders it no relief.And since my malady
Healed
Will never be
Without you, Sweet Enemy,
Who takes
Delight in my torment

With clasped hands I beseech
Your heart, that forgets me,
That it mercifully kill me
For too long have I languished.