Art thou really pure? Are thou beautiful?

If thou believe in those virtues,

Thou must fear the dawn,

For suffering rides with the wind

The strenght of beauty brings

A grape wine bearing rotten fruits

And indeed slaves thy soul.

Lock thyself into a convent

Condemn thyself to liveth on prayers

Don't give birth to sinners as

Everybody else doth

But if thou intend to break the laws

As a gift a plague

I shalt give thee

Thou shouldst be pure as the ice,

Pure as the snow,

There won't hast places to

Hide thyself from the lies

If thou insist in follow this way,

Search for a fool,

Incapable to see difference

Between sun and moon

Those who hast received my warning

Know thee make

Angels into demons

God gave thee a face

But thou hast painted another one

For thine own greedy use

Thou hide whereof is inside

Walking slowly,

Thou drive men crazy

Thou and thy sweet and sublime voice

Art as charming as a mermaid

A beautiful mermaid and tuneful mermaid

Remember these words,

For I'll tell them only once

Shame on thine acts.

Save what's immortal

Because my body's death

Will burn only a part of sins

Other marriages won't happen anymore

Go and keep with thee

The remains of thy life

Thou who hast wrought

Malice into stupidity

And this play hath put me

In the role of a crazy actor