After two pleasant nights, I will never go out tonight, and I will stay at home and write to you. My Adele, my beloved, lovely Adele, I will have nothing to say to you!
Oh, God! These two days I kept asking myself, is this happiness of myself not in a dream? The happiness in my heart simply does not belong to the world, and I have not yet fully understood this clear sky without a trace of haze.
I wasn't strong, I pretended to be calm; in fact I thought I was going to endure all the madness that despair brought, and I thought I would be brave enough to be at ease with the situation.
yes! Let me bow down respectfully at your feet, you are so noble, gentle, strong! I used to think that when my love for you reached the limit, I could only dedicate my life to you. But you, my generous lover, are even ready to give up your peaceful life for me.
My noble Adele, I am so happy, but I never wanted to take advantage of you. You would never think of me as bad, would you? For your Victor, you are the most respectable treasure.
On the go, you can even be in the same room with him at night, never worrying that he will disturb you, even if it is to look at you more. I'm going to just sleep or sit in a chair and watch over you. Otherwise, lie on the floor next to your bed, guarding you, protecting you, and letting you fall asleep.
Before the priest gives all the rights of a husband to your slave, his only extravagant right is to guard your rights.
Ah, Adele, please don't mistake these words for blind passions— even though I've loved you all my life, and that affection is growing day by day. My whole soul is you.
If it weren't for the fact that my heart was completely occupied by you, my existence would have lost its meaning, and I would have died.
My Adele, why can't I find a word to describe this emotion other than joy? Is it because human language has no capacity to express this joy at all? The shift from being prepared to accept pain and suddenly leaping into endless happiness was simply unsettling to me, even soulless.
I shivered from time to time, afraid that I would wake up from my dream the next moment.
Ah, now you are mine! It's finally mine! It won't be long—maybe a few months—my angels will be asleep, awake, alive in my arms.
I am the only one who thinks in your head and sees in your eyes every moment; you are the only one who thinks and sees in my mind and eyes every moment! My Adele! Now you will belong to me!" Now I, an ordinary person, will be called by God to experience the happiness of heaven.
Goodbye, forgive this man's nonsense. He kisses you, loves you deeply, and he is your husband in this life and in the next life.