1. It is little for my soul to yearn
When I get a whiff from your lands of lightning.

2. Judges of passion, and God will ask you tomorrow
About the poor lover, why is he wretched?

3. Stop, be fair to one who takes refuge from your tyranny in you
And could not have patience without meeting.

4. A slain man if you call him, he will answer you.
He has a dawn with tears if the dawn is recalled.

5. His resurrection has occurred but your fantasies
Promise him meeting, so he remains for that reason.

6. Whether roasted or loving you are the abode of passion
So there is no solace from you even if this remains distant.

7. I sufficed with the arrival of the specter if fate guided it
And how can I sleep while tears do not stop flowing?

8. The days of old, nearness in them used to cure longing
And time has reversed its righteousness, truly.

9. Hardened is the heart of an era that tied your union
And blocked for us the paths to your connection.

10. The nights are short when every traitor fulfilled
And released the prisoners of love and saved the drowning.