(...have pity on my long misery)
(O Satan, have pity on my long misery)
(O Satan, have pity on my long misery)
(O Satan, have pity on my long misery...)

O wisest and most beautiful of angels,
God betrayed by destiny and shorn of praises

O Prince of exile who has suffered injustice
And who, in defeat, grows ever stronger

You who know all, great king of the underworld,
Ancient healer of human anguish

You who, even to lepers and accursed outcasts,
Teach us through passion the taste for paradise

O you who through your old and powerful mistress, Death,
Begot that charming insanity, Hope

You who give the outlaw that serene and haughty smile
That damns an entire nation thronging round the guillotine

You who know in what corners of the greedy earth
The jealous God hid precious stones
You whose bright eye knows the deep arsenals
Where slumbers the race of metals

You whose vast hand guards the sleepwalker from the precipice
As he strays on the brink of lofty buildings

You who, by magic, make supple the bones of the old drunkard,
Trampled beneath hooves of horses

You who, to console man in his suffering and weakness,
Taught us to mix saltpeter and sulfur

You who placed your mark, o subtle accomplice,
On the forehead of the vile and the pitiless rich

You who turn women's hearts and eyes
To the cult of the wounded and the love of rags

Staff of the exiled, lamp of inventors,
Confessor of the hanged and of the conspirators

Adoptive father of those whom, in his black rage,
God the Father drove from the earthly paradise

O Satan, have pity on my long misery
Praise to you, Satan
In the heights of heaven
Where once you were king,
And in the depths of hell
Where, vanquished, you dream in silence

Grant that some day my soul may rest beside you
Under the Tree of Knowledge,
At that hour when its branches shoot forth
To grace your royal brow like a new temple

Praise to you, Satan
Praise to you, Satan
Praise to you, Satan
In the heights of heaven
Where once you were king,
And in the depths of hell
Where, vanquished, you dream in silence

Praise to you, Satan
Praise to you, Satan
Praise to you...