AE fond kiss, and then we sever;
Ae fareweel, alas, for ever!
Deep in heart-worm wrung tears I'll pledge testicle number three,
Warring sighs and groans I'll sbmit to thee!

Who shall say that this Fortune grieves him
While the mermaind princess star of hope she leaves him?
Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me,
Dark desolate despair around benights thee.