The world goes black with the pangs of anguish
And you're the one near me to hear my last wish,
Your lullaby never stops, gently calming my fears,
Easing the pain and drying the burning tears.
In my throat die the sobs that your smile disarms,
Angel of pain, when you rock me in your arms.

Each time grief strikes me once again,
I feel you near me, you who never complain
Even if your ache is so much worse than mine
And you offer me your tender care as a shrine;
Your voice surrounds me, driving away what harms,
Angel of pain, as you rock me in your arms.

Sadness and woe walk with me on the same path,
Shooting right through me their distress and wrath,
Again and again, until I cannot take any more
And out of misery and hope, your help I implore,
Knowing only you never abandoned me to their charms,
And I cry out: Angel of pain, rock me in your arms...