1. My lyre, you have scattered my melodies
And forgotten the tune of my youth and passion

2. Nights have passed when you were my companion
And the solace of a soul laden with sorrows

3. You would quench the ecstasy of youth and its yearning
And dispel the edges of dreams

4. Like a wailing nightingale you sang my youth
A melody that walked in my blood and bones

5. The valley's ode and the tune of its youth
Melted on the breast of the swelling stream

6. Nature vexed my melodies since the ancient times
Your perplexed echoes on the hills

7. And angered the lake and mocked its banks
A tune like its surging, billowing waves

8. O mistress of melodies, sing to me and send
From every faltering past day

9. Is there a song of yours that renews my youth for me
And gives back the smile of its radiant mouth?

10. That depicts the dreams, the charm of a poet
That inspires the imagination of the painter

11. The valley of love, the cheer of its days has declined
Its songs are devoid of tranquility

12. Its warblers have flown and its stream run dry
Its soft whispering breeze diminished

13. Intercepted by a raging storm
That cleaves through the sides of darkness

14. It is the echo recounting my lost scream
And your reverberation between the gorge and hills

15. You were my compositions and joy of my soul
The sky of poetry's inspiration and rapture

16. Why did you fall silent about my sorrows?
Forget the era of my affection and bonds?

17. O mistress of melodies, is there any return
To your former tune or my former infatuation?

18. Then narrate to me the songs of the ancients
And breathe into the night the breaths of my bleeding heart

19. Perhaps the one whose throne of beauty I sang
And began to watch his towering horizon

20. Your melodies will stir him to happiness through me
A phantom that is miserly to provide me company

21. Why do I see you frozen between my fingers
And disobey my sighs and ardorous tears?

22. Mute, neither reciting the ode nor comprehending
The secret of singing, nor repeating my words

23. Sorrow entices me and embarrasses my soul
That I see you imprisoned from melodies