Prayer and Meditation

My rest is gone, my heart is heavy. I will never, ever find her. Where I don't have him, there is my grave, the whole world is galled for me. My poor head is crazy, my poor mind is torn to pieces. My rest is gone, my heart is heavy. I will never, ever find her. I only look out the window for him, I leave the house for him alone.

His high gait, his noble figure, the smile of his mouth, the power of his eyes. And his speech magic flow, his handshake, and oh his kiss! My rest is gone, my heart is heavy. I will never, ever find her. My bosom pushes towards him. Ah, if I could grab and hold him and kiss him as I wanted, should die from his kisses!

Jungfrau Region - Swiss Alps Wedding

I wanted, how much, to heart you, to rock you in my arms, to press you against my heart, to cherish you so trustingly and so warmly. One drives away the flies with smoke, with peevishness the man. And if I wanted to snuggle up to you, I wouldn't do it wisely.

A cloudy cloud is gathering from the far north, I've become very still, I don't open my eyes. The lust for light sins, if I sometimes leave your heart, well corresponded to your youth, your glory. For where you dwell, seduction follows you. Thou art so willing to win easily, Thou art so fair as prey coveted. And when did a woman born with brittle senses refuse when a woman granted? And yet I want to tell you as a warning.

Do not release your sweet lusts, which chase you into this mad frenzy, in which you must twice break your faith, hers because your charm has blinded her, yours because he turned away from me.