The Sin

I sinned a sin full of pleasure,

In an embrace which was warm and fiery.

I sinned surrounded by arms

that were hot and avenging and iron.

In that dark and silent seclusion

I looked into his secret-full eyes.

my heart impatiently shook in my breast

In response to the request of his needful eyes.

In that dark and silent seclusion,

I sat dishevelled at his side.

his lips poured passion on my lips,

I escaped from the sorrow of my crazed heart.

I whispered in his ear the tale of love:

I want you, o life of mine,

I want you, O life-giving embrace,

O crazed lover of mine, you.

desire sparked a flame in his eyes;

the red wine danced in the cup.

In the soft bed, my body

drunkenly quivered on his chest.

I sinned a sin full of pleasure,

next to a shaking, stupefied form.

o God, who knows what I did

In that dark and quiet seclusion.