Cébès: Alone!
Tête-d'or: What's that?
Cébès: Alone....
Tête-d'or: Alone? What are you saying?
Cébès: ... I die!
Tête-d'or: Am I not with you?
Cébès: Alone I die!
For I do not know who I am and I flee away and vanish like a spring that disappears!
Then why do you say that you love me? Why do you lie?
For who can love me