1. You've distanced with disdain, not one to distance
And spurned those in whom no asceticism exists

2. You've quenched me with the water of your estrangement, leaving me
At dawn, radiant with cool, pure water

3. Why not make my soul the purpose of your ransom
That I may convey the deepest regret with great effort

4. Do not corrupt what is confirmed between us
With the suspicions of a corrupt thought

5. Far be it from you to waste a cordial path
That an enemy has ruined with one misdeed

6. If I've made a mistake, you've punished me
More severely than the punishment of the resolute

7. Return me to the passion you've purified in me
For I'll not revert to what you've come to hate

8. Remove the mask of displeasure from the face of contentment
So I may bow before it the first to prostrate