Welcome, Enemies

Behind my back when they talk,
I am glad! Again before me,
they whisper foam and murmur sweetly,
and I am seized with laughter!

I am happy with such people...
They are so cowardly and base.
But I fear my false friends, for
they are with me! They weave lies...

There is nothing worse in this life
than a friendly blade in the back...
Even the temple bell
trembles at such evil...

Ah, the enemy! He is plain, foretold,
but the friend, your brother...
Where treachery has already shown its face...
That costs far more than any chains!

He is dangerous! Most dangerous!
He creeps slowly through your door!
With a smile supposedly tender, radiant,
but a dagger hidden in his hand...

That is why I will turn my back forever...
to words dripping with flattery! I care not!
And I will not grovel at anyone's feet...
I shall remain myself until the end!