1. Say to the miser if he spreads his tent
O denier of water to me, how can you deny it?

2. Your beauty has tempted me that eternity is its stream
And that it is from strange magic its source

3. O planet imprisoned in its orbit
Squandering his glory in it, wasting it

4. Alas! Everlasting is not beauty unless made divine
Poetry from the highest harmony raising it

5. I am your witness and the gleeful heart if
You hurt it and the singer if you break it

6. Is there a day when time was pleased with it
My imagination grew tired and my teeth expected it

7. How often I stayed awake listening to his footsteps
I imagine him sometimes and hear him

8. While you are in the horizon of illusions, the ghost of youth
Elevated and knocked on the minds its place

9. As if you are the gentle breeze set free
I remain like the bewildered soul following it

10. Come near one day we do not feel
Our bodies in serenity we do not waste it

11. But I feel you flow in the core of my blood
You are life itself and the whole universe I gather it