1. The branches in the meadow do not droop
Until the morning breeze tickles them at dawn

2. And I am the same, boredom does not leave me
Until she strokes my cheek with her hands

3. The sun in the morning casts its ropes
And stays looking at its reflection in the pond

4. As for me, when I stand before her
I see the sun's light on her cheeks

5. The ibex reads in the clear sky
A beautiful book, its text and margins

6. As for me, when I lose my book
I recite the book of love in her eyes

7. If the birds are thirsty and overwhelmed by thirst
They descend to the rivers from the height of the sky

8. As for me, when I am thirsty
My severe thirst is for the moisture of her lips

9. Creatures seek dew
Among roses and in the breezes of dawn

10. As for me, what is sweeter than nectar
Is what has diffused from her breasts

11. The wind turns this distress away from the meadows
And flies with the carefree in the air of wishes

12. So he sees the stars beneath him. As for me
My thoughts hover above her

13. In her and from her are my humiliation and my illness
And my fatal obsession and madness

14. I long for her in my waking and my sleep
And the most prolonged longing of the lovesick is for her