Translated from the French of Guillaume du Nord, 12/12/03, by Phillip A. Ellis.

What witch had made her magick draught?
   If we both quaff, shall we then love
   until the very day we must part?
I long to drink deeply, in my heart,
the potion she made with her craft.
   Should I ask our Father above
   what witch had made her magick draught?
If we both quaff, shall we then love?