Thou hast left death for my companion
and i shall crown him with my life.
Thy sword is with me to cut asunder my bonds,
and there shall be no fear left for me in the world.

From now i leave off all petty decorations.

Lord of my heart,
no more shall there be
for me waiting and weeping in corners,
no more shy and soft of demeanour.
Thou hast given me thy sword for adornment.
No more bride's decorations for me.

eyes wide shut..

Ah, my sleep, precious sleep,
which only waits for his touch to vanish.
Ah, my closed eyes
that would open their lids only
to the light of his smile
when he stands before me like a dream
emerging from darkness of sleep.

Let him appear before my sight
as the first of all lights and forms.
The first thrill of joy to my awakened soul
let it come from his glance.
And let my return to myself be
immediate return to him.