punt'e the Cursed be the hour and the day
semana and month and year-round
that my wife gave me a deception which
taken me to every living heart And he
yes 'all round and round intertangled
of impiety, of anger, boredom and sorrow,
that for my own good and for me' minor damage
I would like better in a fiery furnace
But which is better than the evil that bad and worse
albeit one and the other is not good for me
penalty evil men crave.
And this I say to my soul
that were it not that I fear the worst,
I myself would have led me dead.
Paraphrase in current Italian
Cursed be the hour, the period, the
days a week, month and year-round
when my wife showed me a trick aimed
who took me completely peace from the heart and thus
wrapped all around in pain
in the cruelty, the anger, the discomfort and anguish
that for my own good and for less damage
would be better if they had put me in a fiery furnace
Why is it better to have only the evil that evil and the worst
and if both are not good to have less pain
prefer evil.
I say this for my soul
because were it not that I fear to go to hell
I'd already taken the life of its own.
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