1. In my heart I have a tale of you that I have hidden
If we were alone an hour of union I would tell it

2. So you would read from my passion a book translated
With my tears upon my cheek to you I wrote it

3. And in me from you an illness whose origin was a glance
I lost my patience with you when I found it

4. What's wrong with me when I saw your figure approaching
My condition changed from what it used to be

5. And my friend said why has your face turned yellow
So I told him against my will it was dyed it

6. I asked the healer of love what its cure was
So he was gentle when I complained to him when I asked him

7. He stretched out a hand to my heart while it pounded
So I misled him about it and said I had lost it

8. And he said to whom do you love so I said I fear him
And my tears outrun me whenever I mention him