Sweet anguish ... anguish... the source of my passion... show me the way to what is true ... steer me away from that.. which consumes me for passion and anguish are lovers bring to me the kisses that belong upon my lips Universe I beseech you to display the abundance of a lovers blessing once again ... while I eat cherries from a wooden bowl red morsels of delight. How sweet they taste if only to stain my lips... if only to remind me of you... if only to savor a moment of heaven. before I die.
