Aesma Daeva

O Death, O Death, rock me asleep,
(In water...)
Toll on, thou passing bell;
Ring out my doleful knell;
For I must...
There is no remedy.
My pains, my pains, who can express?
Alas, they are so strong!
My dolours will not suffer strength
My life for to prolong.
Toll on, thou passing bell;