1. I complain to God of the tribulations of passion,
And what the heart concealed of the sigh of purpose.

2. I send the breeze a gentle greeting,
To the neighbor of the valley in the east of twisting.

3. The breeze blew, so it conveyed with its diffusion
Their remembrance in my soul, what it concealed.

4. Love is carried with intention towards it,
And the right of a person is only what he intended.

5. O people, we concealed our love for you
In hearts whose nature is to abandon temptation.

6. So treat it generously with kindness,
That protects it for the sake of the fires of passion.

7. With humility it knocked on your doors,
And humility is the habit of the people of passion.