I am lost in the love-lost world,
Where Virtues wedded to Vices;
Starting a journey eternal in the World
Of failures and frustrations fast.

Struggles for the staff of life
Are here successful failures,
And leading a life, like travelling
Through the Daedalus’s labyrinth.

Who holds the key to happiness?
Let it be opened a little while,
Turmoiled more enough
In the trouble-dominated World.

Stop, O Death, the sufferings of mine,
And let me rest in the lap of thine.