Dar dac-aceasta-i voia sortii rele,

Sa induram si noi primejdii grele.

Ca toti iubitii, — noi s-avem rabdare,

Ca nu-i pe lume-amor lipsit de chin,

De ganduri negre si de-adanc suspin,

De dor, de lacrimi si de griji amare!

If then true lovers have been ever cross'd,

It stands as an edict in destiny:

Then let us teach our trial patience,

Because it is a customary cross,

As due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs,

Wishes and tears, poor fancy's followers.