Companion, let us love one another.

Above our misery as pariahs let spring arise.

It will be a sad spring, without fruit, but it will have flowers.

The sun shines for those who are in the open, but for us, dear companion, it is very far.

But from the black depths of our well we will clasp each other, raising our heads, and though his heat will not revive us, we will adore him like a distant star.".