Spesso, Sprofondo [English translation]

Often, I founder

Would, that you could raise me up again!1

Oh, to fly

My heart desires it so,

Thus, I am tired

Of my cruel fate,

Which devours me,

Ah, I would fly away!

From which world of error,

Did this dark evil,

Which wounds my heart,

Come, to enter my thoughts?

The Lady of the shadows,

Shall not hinder my flight,

She weeps,

She shall not hinder my flight,

The Lady weeps,

Over (a) lethal love...

Poisonous remorse,

Which dashed my sweetness,

My heart is glazed,

Sealed hereafter,

But who do I lack?2

Oh cruel fate,

But who betrays me?3

'Tis he...wherefore?

From which world of error,

Did this dark evil,

Which wounds my heart,

Come, to enter my thoughts?

The Lady of the shadows,

Shall not hinder my flight,

She weeps,

She shall not hinder my flight,

The Lady weeps,

Over (a) lethal love...

1. Often, I wonder whether you could raise me up again!2. But who am I missing?/But who have I forsaken?.3. But who has betrayed me?.