Now that the young girl and the man
Isolde and Tristan
Both drank the love potion
The world was immediately set into motion
Love, besieger of all hearts
Snuck into their hearts
And before they knew it
It had planted its victory banner there
And pulled them into its power
They become united
To the effect that they became as clear to one another as a looking-glass
Oh dear Tristan and Isolde
This drink will be the death of the both of you
At night, as the beauty lay down
Contemplating her grief and thoughts
Regarding her beloved
He now came sneaking into her room
Her friend and her doctor
Tristan and the potion
Love, the doctor,
Led sick Tristan’s hand
And also found Isolde, the other sick one, there
It then took them both
And gave him to her, her to him
Each other as medicine
Oh dear Tristan and Isolde
This drink will be the death of the both of you