1. Show me, is there a way to your affection?
For the star of my life foretells its setting,

2. And my heart, that morn you carried away,
While tears poured like heavy rain.

3. It was anguish that made me infirm,
So gently, for one in pain and frail.

4. If you intend to deny me your love,
I will be content with but little from you.

5. Put me off, keep me waiting, by God, for a day,
Though if you break faith, I'll not complain.

6. By her beauty so fair, by my passion so strong,
By the eyes whose sorcery captured my soul,

7. By the stand of a poet who pours out his love
On the ruined abodes and the lonely night,

8. I wept my lament to her, and for her,
But my weeping could not rekindle our fire.