ADMETUS

I hate this path, I hate the sight
of this widower's palace. My god, my god!
Where do I go? What do I do?
Sit or stand? Speak or be still?
I curse my life: let me die, let me die!

 CHORUS
Keep on going. You can't stop now.
I know you've suffered; I know you're in pain,
but you can't help her by giving up.

 ADMETUS
What could be worse than to lose this wife?
I wish I'd never brought her here.
I wish I had no wife or children.
One life is all we have to live;
nobody gets a second chance.
Isn't the pain of dying enough
to have to suffer? Why do we also
have to suffer the pain of watching
our wives and children get sick and die?

 CHORUS
You're in a race with invincible Fortune:
set up a finish line for your tears.
This is not the end of the world;
it looks bad now, but your luck might change!

 ADMETUS
Sorrow, misery, suffering, pain!
Why did you stop me from joining the best
and bravest woman on earth today?
You should have let me kill myself,
and buried me there beside my lady.

 CHORUS
I had a friend once, who lost his son,
Died in his very own home
But he kept up his life and spirit
Even childless, old, and decrepit.

 ADMETUS
This home! How can I return?
My life is so different now,
From when we were married here.
The happy songs and parties
Are dirges and tears.
My wife's bed is a coffin.

 CHORUS
You have led such a lucky life;
this is your very first misfortune!
Your queen is dead, and you're all alone,
but thank the gods you're still alive!