Oh! Anio, Anio! will you never tire of your commanding?
I must start now, at once?
Impossible, the doors are locked.

Moreover, it would be shame to leave thus.

I should be dishonouring God; they would say "what ungrateful, what mad servants has the Lord!" Come, spirit of my master, come, come! Speak to me; I will listen.

What have you to say to me?
What have you to say to me?
Ah! you smile at my tempest; you tell me to leave, yes, but to leave honourably, to announce that the Lord Himself commands my departure.

You tell me to obey the voice of God in the Anio.