1. I have filled a quarter of passion with a heart
Whose strength of love is unmatched

2. I have lingered in it, dragging the train
Of the robe I loved for the wearer

3. If I die of longing, my love has a plantation
Whose crops grow in sickness and misery

4. As for the talk of love, it is true
That turns away its afflictions from every introverted one

5. I grew weary of longing for a beloved
With whom, as long as I live, I am miserable

6. He sways like a branch humbled in him
A gaze, so I envy every fortunate one

7. A world that seemed attainable to all, but
He is to his world, what guardian?

8. He plays with lovers coyly
And they are all satisfied, while he is sullen