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With the season which renews |
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The world, and makes the meadows green again, |
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I wish to begin a new song |
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About a love which I desire; |
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But she is so distant from me |
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That I cannot reach her, |
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Nor does she take pleasure in my words. |
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II |
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Nothing can ever comfort me; |
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Rather, let me die |
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When they have separated me from my lady— |
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Slanderers, God hate them! |
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Alas! I will have desired her so much, |
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That for her I lament, weep, and sigh, |
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And I act as if I were out of my mind. |
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III |
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She whom you hear me sing about |
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Is more beautiful than I can say: |
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She has a fresh color and a lovely look, |
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And has an unobscured radiance; |
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Yes, and she is not all made up, |
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And one cannot say a bad thing about her, |
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So fine and perfect is she. |
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IV |
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And she should prize herself above each, |
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In my opinion, for her words |
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Of truth, eloquence, and cultivation, |
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For she never wished to betray her lover; |
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And I was a fool that time |
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Because I believed what I heard about her, |
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And did something that angered her. |
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V |
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I have never wanted to complain about her, |
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For if she wishes, she can still gladden me, |
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And indeed she has the power to give |
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Something that can enrich me; |
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I cannot last very long, |
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For I am not eating and am losing sleep |
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Because she is not nearer to me. |
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VI |
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Love is sweet at first sight, |
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And bitter at departing; |
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For one day it can make you cry, |
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And another it can make you play and dance; |
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And I know about educated love: |
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Just when I thought I was best serving her, |
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That’s when she changed toward me. |
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VII |
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Messenger, go, and may God keep you; |
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Get through to my lady, |
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For I cannot last long |
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Here, nor be healed from there, |
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If I cannot kiss and hold her |
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Naked next to me |
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In a room with curtains. |