Love lost and deserted, he stayed awake whole night;
His dream; his deep dark little one:
Shattered altogether but with all his might resurrected
He sang a pastoral elegy to the midnight Sun,
"Sure within the walls of this matured city
Lies some brightening darkness,
Hidden behind every smile -- 'A face of melancholy',
If this is true, my will to live grows
And I say, 'Make me even more deserted
But let me taste life full to its brink
And let not my desire -- my only way of resurrection
And my music of my soul -- of love shrink.'
Adios, I say to the ways of the world
Welcome, I do to some new unseen world."
