Time bears away all things.
There's a snake lurking in the grass.
Love conquers all; therefore, let us submit to love.
Then endure for a while, and live for a happier day!
I will be gone from here and sing my songs/ In the forest wilderness where the wild beasts are,/ And carve in letters on the little trees/ The story of my love, and as the trees/ Will grow letters too will grow, to cry/ In a louder voice the story of my love.
Myself acquainted with misfortune, I learn to help the unfortunate.