I was born deeply troubled and crying,
Silently suffering at the core; But by a sweet enchantment
in the flower of my youth, 
Like a flash My fate will change.
No, no, no, no, wipe away your tears:
Why do you tremble, why?
Daughter, sister, friend
All found in me.
No more sadness by the fire
To be warbling alone, no!
Ah it was a flash of lightning, a dream, a game
My long life of fear.
