Translation:Faded Rose XXXIV

O death, death, black death, You have come for her, — have you? Do not sever, for God's sake, Our bond! — But death says:

"I understand your worry, — I have severed many bonds; Your bond is so strong That I cannot sever it."

"I will only — this I can do — Give it a different name, Until now it has been called love, — Henceforth it will be called sorrow."