take only the desire from this my mouth

All the useless things my hands have done

Untie your blue robe for me

As you would

For one you loved.

You are faithful to the best man,

But I fear he is gone.

So let me judge your story

In this very room where I condemned mine to death.

I will even wear these old laurel leaves

That have fallen from my head

Take only the desire from this my mouth

All the useless things my hands have done

Let me see your disordered beauty

As you would

For one you loved

As you would

For one you loved.