Again, O pampered goddess, make with my heart, the grief of the soul will go away from me, I will not be saved from your sin, come until I pass over your sin, I will open the hand of help , come to remember
my sorrow with mystery and need, if it does not aim at the arrow of my heart, by God, I will jump towards you like a bird of passion and joy, that he will
close his heart to sorrow, because who am I, your pampering, what is more than this, you are the Nazi goddess, sit in my mouth.I am loyal to you, come on, my art is not so unfaithful, by God, if you dont get news from me, you wont find out about my work.
