" I live, I die: I burn myself and drown with Louise Labé
I live, I die: I burn myself and drown,
I am extremely hot by enduring coldness;
Life is too soft and hard for me
I am in great trouble, mingled with joy.
All at once I laugh and I cry,
And in pleasure, many times I suffer,
My good goes away, and forever it lasts,
All at once I dry and I green.
So Love inconstantly leads me
And, when I think I have more pain,
Without thinking, I find myself out of trouble.
Then, when I believe my joy to be certain,
And to be at the top of my desire,
He gives me back my first misfortune."
This is the poem in English