Why Have You To Sustain

Why have you to sustain the mourning With evil thoughts without end, Wait for the day of outgoing In bashful sadness, o, my friend? It'll come -- the day of lamentations! Amidst the mute and empty plain, You'll call the vivid recollection Of time you now lose in vain! Then you, unhappy, will be ready To buy, with your exile or death, The single word of your sweet lady, The easy sound of her steps. Translated by Yevgeny Bonver