I am rich in anxiety

Mossèn Estanya


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I am rich in anxiety and poor in comfort,
far from all that is good, in great pain,
unfortunate and unhappy in love:
although alive, I tell you I am already dead.

I find no relief, nor do I know who to turn to,
I spend my time in nothing that gives me pleasure;
for I would rather death came near to me
than live far from you, who are my beloved;

Oh, woe is me, a captive of adverse fortune
and filled with so much pain and sadness!
Unfortunate and unhappy in love:
although alive, I tell you I am already dead.


Writer/s: Mossèn Estanya, Raimon