Show your face, oh splendid brilliance, come forth!
Defend this brief angelic countenance.
Thy solemn face suggests deviant thought,
Yet thy speech remains still excellent.
Tell me of perfect virtuosity,
My dying conscience may hear this warning.
Strike me with your stunning intensity,
And pray I start again when comes the morning.
Ascend the heavens, oh sane intention,
May you abandon me with your knowledge.
Protect against unchallenged perfection,
Eternal struggle may pay us this homage.
Against ill fate i’ll need be defending,
Else failure induces my own ending.*