Faust, Act 3: Elles ne sont plus là… Il ne revient pas

They are no longer there...
I laughed with them once...
They were hiding! Ah! Cruel ones!
Before, I never found harsh enough words
For the sins of others!
The day comes
When others have no pity for ours!
I have only shame now!
And yet, God knows, I was not base;
All that drew you, my soul,
Was only tenderness and love!
He does not come back,
I'm afraid, I shudder;
I languish, alas!
In vain does the hour strike,
He does not come back!
Where could he be?
Alone at my window
I look down there, alas!
Where could he be?
He does not come back!
I do not dare to complain,
I should restrain myself!
I cry silently!
If only he knew my pain! Alas!
Where could he be?
He does not come back!
Oh! To see him, to hear the sound of his footsteps.
My heart is so tired of waiting for him!
He does not come back!
My God! My God, my teacher!
If he was going to appear,
What a joy!
Alas!
Where could he be?
He does not come back!