Oh sad, sad was my soul
Because, because of a woman.
I did not comfort myself
Even if my heart went away,
Even if my heart, Even if my soul
Fled far away from this woman.
I did not comfort myself
Even if my heart went away.
And my heart, my heart too sensitive
Told my soul : Is it possible,
Is it possible, - was it ever,
This proud exile, this sad exile ?
My soul told my heart : Do I know,
Myself, What this trap wants of us
To be present even when exiled,
Still well gone far away ?
Oh sad, sad was my soul
Because, because of a woman.