1. That is their singer, so stop in his midst
And beware, then beware, the eyes of his eyes

2. Do not be fooled by the languor of his sleepy eyes
For their languor is the seduction of temptation without him

3. And on the right, from the polo grounds, a promise
I trusted his promise and his oath

4. The belt of beauty quenches my thirst with health
My weak body with his belt and his eyelids

5. A moon I went astray with his mole and his hair
But I was guided by his mouth and his forehead

6. The moons of darkness tremble from his light
And the branches of palms are jealous of his softness

7. I entrusted him with my heart and I know
I foolishly entrusted him to an untrustworthy keeper

8. O day when the sunset is not the first lover
Whose secrets were revealed by the sunset of his affairs

9. How much in suspicions is there of many suspicions
That did not inherit the youth his passion and his sorrows

10. Smiling from his mouth about a precious
Substance my soul is a ransom for his preciousness

11. His love preoccupies the comfortable indulgent from
His world and revives the gloom from his religion