Erros Meus

My mistakes, bad luck, burning love
In my downfall they conspired
Mistakes and fortune abounded
That for me love alone was enough

I've been through it all; but I have so present
The great pain of things that have passed
That the wounded angers taught me
To never want to be content again

I erred in all the course of my years
I caused Fortune to punish
My unfounded hopes

Of love I saw only brief deceptions
Oh! If only someone could satisfy
This my harsh nature of vengeance!