Douce Dame Jolie

Sweet beautiful lady
Do not think at all
That anyone has dominion
Over me except you alone

That always without deceit
Dear
I have you and humbly
Every day of my life
Served
Without vile thought
Alas! And I beg
For hope and help
From which my joy is gone
If pity does not take you
Sweet beautiful lady

But your sweet mastery
Mastery
So harshly
Controls it
And binds
In love so much
That it desires nothing
Except to be in your care
And if it does not grant it
Your heart no relief
Sweet beautiful lady

And when my illness
Is cured
In no way
Without you, sweet enemy
Who is happy
About my torment
With joined hands I pray
Your heart, since it forgets me
That it mercifully kills me
For I have languished too long
Sweet beautiful lady
Do not think at all
That anyone has dominion
Over me except you alone