1. Your youth has passed, we did not enjoy its freshness
Nor did we attain what we yearned for.

2. So do not recall promises you did not keep,
In which desires found no fulfilled vows.

3. Days rage in our souls like bloodshed
With the gaze of the remnants of sorcery made drunk.

4. And they drag on before us in our prime
With the stance of one accustomed to ease, hands unbound.

5. Oh heart, these are the traces of transient beauty
In obscurity, with faded banners, untraceable.

6. So mourn your dashed hopes in a world that promised
What fate made into unrealized songs.

7. The eye does not glimpse in its every aspect
Except narrow straits where a heart is fettered.

8. Nor does the mind attain from its visions
Except the visitations of sadness, continuously bound.

9. O you who interceded for what is past with what is present
With manifest, acceptable justification,

10. May love forgive what insolence I committed
To a lover whose inner heart is devoted to me.

11. For we delighted, remembering you for a time,
With the sweetest gentle communion.

12. And today we worship in your seclusion willingly,
Ruins of a beauty offered freely to its lover.