I have gone down into my underground palace to look into my three great mirrors. They are known as the Cabinets of the Years, and they reflect the past, the present, and the future. My question is: Did she ever love me? Does she love me now? Will she love me in the future?
No. In all the mirrors, I see only scorn and contempt for me from the woman I love.
That may be my fate, and I will suffer, but nothing will change my love.