Toi, qui comme un coup de couteau Dans mon coeur plaintif est entree Toi, qui fort comme un troupeau De demons, vins, folle et paree To make out of my humiliated spirit Your bed and your domain Honourless crook to whom I am connected like a slave to his Chain, like a stubborn player to the Game, like a drunk to the bottle, Like a maggot to the corpse Maudite! Maudite soit-tu! I have prayed the rapid sword To conquer my freedom Helas! The poison and the sword Took me with despise and told me: 'You are not worthy, You are not worthy! To be liberated of your slavery!!! If our efforts would free thee Your kisses would awake The remains of your vampire within Your vampire within!!!' Maudite! Maudite!...