O you, the wisest and fairest of the Angels, god betrayed by destiny and deprived of praise, Satan take pity on my long misery. Prince of Exile, you who have been wronged and who vanquished always rise up again more strong. Satan, take pity on my long misery.You who know all, great king of hidden things, the familiar healer of human sufferings. Glory and praise to you, Satan, in the heights, of Heaven where you reigned and in the depths, of Hell where vanquished you dream in silence! Grant that my soul may someday.