Because the gate of hell lies next to you,
And i will not be at rest so easily.
But all that glitters in this life is not gold!
Yahnathan Ben Shaul,
The lowing of the oxen and the bleating of sheep;
I am crawling out of a hole in Beth Arven!
And i will set a table for your love when i succeed.
Eat and drink and let us make merry,
Because you are all that i need in this land;
And like the big stone under my head as my pillow,
But you shall always love by your sword.
You shall serve your brother and i will love you with care,
And like a ladder resting on the earth and reaching out to heaven!
But this place is very wonderful to see,
For you are all that i need in this life.
The bed of roses and the love of your muse,
I will serve you seven more years for this love;
And like the wonderful acts of your sweet muse,
But for your love i will do anything to have it.