In soothe I lend a gracious ear
Your sobbing, somehow sexual
Come to my bosom. The help I bring
Is all my pleasure you lonely, dear thingOh, cruel love, when held by you
My sanity does flyYou lie there mourning with looks of desire
'T is beauty when you cryDrink my grieving love
Desire and wine go well
Sleep, I'll watch over you
Relief? Time will tell
Secrecy fosters passion
You stay untouched
I know you are alone
With peace I care much