O sad, sad was my soul

O sad, sad was my mind

O sad, sad was my mind
Because, due to a woman.

I am not comforted
Although my heart has gone away, Though my heart that my soul
Had fled away from this woman.

I am not comforted, Although my heart would be gone.

And my heart, my heart is too sensitive
Tells my soul: Is it possible Is it possible - even on it, This proud exile, sad exile?

My mind told my heart: Do i, myself, we want this trap

Being present many exiles
Although far gone? .