I shed my tears; my tears ? my consolation;
And I am silent; my murmur is dead,
My soul, sunk in a depression?s shade,
Hides in its depths the bitter exultation.
I don?t deplore my passing dream of life —
Vanish in dark, the empty apparition!
I care only for my love?s infliction,
And let me die, but only die in love!