Douce Dame Jolie

Sweet lovely lady
For God's sake, don’t think
That anyone has power
Over me but you alone

For always, without deceit
Dearly
I have served you humbly
Every day of my life

Without any wicked thought

Alas! And I beg
For hope and relief
From which my joy has ended
If pity doesn’t take you

Sweet lovely lady
For God's sake, don’t think
That anyone has power
Over me but you alone

But your sweet mastery
Mastery
So harshly controls my heart
That it binds it
And ties it
In love so deeply

That it craves nothing
Except to be in your care
And if it doesn’t get
Your heart, no comfort remains

Sweet lovely lady
For God's sake, don’t think
That anyone has power
Over me but you alone

And when my illness
Is healed
It won’t be at all
Without you, sweet enemy
Who brings joy
To my torment

With joined hands, I pray
To your heart, since it forgets me
That it might temper me
For I’ve languished too long

Sweet lovely lady
For God's sake, don’t think
That anyone has power
Over me but you alone