For murders of the faithful friends
I was forgiven by God
For cruel conquering of lands
For rivers filled with blood.

For trenchant sword in a monarch’s chest
Stabbed by my steely arm
For rolling heads under the axe
I wasn’t done a harm.

Such coward as I’d been in wars
Was listened and forgived
For sacrifice of crimson gore
To evil I believed.

For the broken oath of the knight
For shield left when I ran
God sent on me forgiving sight
Like to the old friend.

But there is the only thing
And I’m afraid it’s true
That I shall never be forgiven
If lose my love to you.