1. Do not blame him today if he acts numb,
For the grieved is overpowered to act strong.

2. I cried my youth away, so let him who wishes blame me,
And let him who wishes grieve in crying and be joyous.

3. And if I am spurned in pursuing my youth,
I know that in love I am not the only one.

4. So it has slipped from the edge of my eye without its ground,
And I do not try with my eyes until they wander.

5. If you have not fallen in love and do not know what passion is,
Then be a stone from the dry solid rock.

6. For life is not but what you desire and covet,
Even if the ill-natured berates and chides.

7. And my pact with her, blond, pale, as if
Sweat from her trickled onto the color intensely yellow.

8. The upper and lower parts of her creation
Her flesh flowed without creasing.

9. And how when gray hair has appeared and cut
The lifetime into a rope that was for union reaped.

10. For every lover she has from his cure
Ways that protecting shadows watch over.

11. Do you reckon the names of the heart like its era
Or its days, or do you reckon the head blackened?

12. Nights we do not meet in, yet living has
No pleasures from fate but hunting or hunted.

13. From the conjoined flesh, plaits as if they are
The bridle of a craftsman, conjoined, reaped.

14. As if the pure musk from her has appeared
And the scent of musk, its fragrance exudes moisture.