I found myself within a forest dark
The night, which I had passed so piteously
So bitter is it, death is little more
But not so much, that did not give me fear
Day was departing, and the embrowned air
The time was the beginning of the morning
At the first moment when I grieved for thee
Your eyes where shining brighter than the Star
From that which I have heard of her in Heaven
That I too late have risen to her succour
And may, I fear, already be so lost
Assist her so, that I may be consoled
God Assist her so
God Assist her so
And she began to say
O spirit courteous of Mantua
Weeping, her shining eyes
She turned away
These words in sombre colour
I beheld All hope abandon
I found myself within a forest dark
The night, which I had passed so piteously
So bitter is it, death is little more
But not so much, that did not give me fear
Day was departing, and the embrowned air
The time was the beginning of the morning
At the first moment when I grieved for thee
Your eyes where shining brighter than the Star
Day was departing
And the embrowned air
The time was the beginning of the morning
Shining brighter than the Star
God Assist her so
And she began to say
O spirit courteous of Mantua
Weeping, her shining eyes
She turned away
These words in sombre colour
I beheld All hope abandon