He comes, O bliss! 
Fly swiftly, you winds, 
You odorous breezes, 
And tell him how long 
I've waited for this! 

O happy that night, 
When sunk on your breast, 
Your kisses fast falling, 
And drunken with love, 
My troth I did plight. 

Again my sweet friend 
Embrace me close. 
Yes, heaven does bless us, 
And now you have won 
My love without end.