1. O you who are unfair, how scarce is your fairness,
In love, my patience is as scarce as yours.

2. Do not blame me if your forgiveness towards me grows scarce,
If in passion, my chest grows tight with yearning.

3. My excuse to you became with you a sin,
So I spend my days excusing my excuse.

4. I used to cry from the abandonment of one day after another,
How then when the abandonment turned to month after month?