Among them was our master who found me when he heard my voice. And moved by compassion he unbound me, and dressed me in his own clothing and took me to his lodgings. There he interrogated me about what I had done and what great misfortune had befallen me. But I told him nothing else than that my sole occupation had been music. So, he asked the innkeeper to bring a lute and placed it in my hands. Accompanied by music, the song delighted him, and he accepted me as his daughter. He takes me everywhere and let me perform as you see. But I cannot forget how happy I was when I was with my Lord and I still passionately love him. Whenever I take the lute in my hand, I feel so aroused and want to give my Lord so much pleasure, that I utter many heartfelt and sorrowful sighs. Therefore, I beg you dearly after I have told you the cause of my pain, to give me any remedy you can."
After the young woman had spoken these words, I was so moved by compassion for such grave misfortune that I could not hold back my tears. I promised her that I had to find with all my might a remedy for her grave sorrow. With the indications she had given me I was willing to seek her Lord and let him know that in spite of the cruel death he had condemned her to, she still loved him passionately.
