Descend from your lovely throne, O Lady of Love,
and look upon me, your humble servant.
I have nothing left, and you've taken all:
My beauty, riches, and Phaon...
So watch me now as I fly,
Straight from these pure white cliffs
To the raging waves below;
See my spirit escape this cage
And be taken then to Hades' door.
Oh, if only your golden winged chariots
Or lovely swans,
could save me now.
Both my enemy and friend,
Keep me in your memory,
For I shall keep you
In mind and heart.
See me one last time;
My Lady, thank you for everything.