1. I complain to God of the events of time,
Which makes me drink like ships drink the sea.

2. There remains in life for me only its bitterness
When I taste it; its sweetness has gone.

3. O soul, be patient, otherwise perish in despair,
For time is built on what you hate.

4. Do not think the gifts that delighted you
Were more than keys to doors of sadness.