Where have you been yestereve dear?

No, my mistake, in my heart have you been dear.

 

Betrayed I felt deep down,

You king of faithfulness in here.

 

Ah, in such a state I felt deep down,

Ruler of my heart in my mind bound!

 

Woe is me, to envy your refined gown,

You were in its arms beyond the town.

 

Charm of Venus have I not, to tell you, dear,

Woe is me, why without me were you there?

 

Casual soul, light in flight,

Faster than breeze were you, dear.

 

In torment, distressed without you,

Worried, you may be in distress, dear.

 

But radiant you are,

In the good grace of Lord, dear.

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