1. What ailment can be cured, what ailment
My God, savior of the innocent

2. What ailment can be cured when before my eyes
Is a specter with a dark complexion

3. Each night that passes robs me
Of blooms nurtured by my blood

4. I was told he would be cured but
His eyelids disappeared behind a veil

5. Behind a veil revealing some spirit
In which there is no hope left for a mother

6. His color changed from yesterday, illness
Erases from him the beauty of youth

7. Lord, your mercy, do not humiliate my heart
With my beloved or make my evenings hellish

8. Lord, do not strike the sorrowful one with disdain
Or afflict me with this tribulation

9. Do not let me, oh Lord, bear my worries
Before my remaining children

10. Do not stain with despair the whiteness of my thoughts
Oh comfort of radiant motherhood

11. She sobbed for a time to hear God's voice
But God remains indifferent in the heavens

12. As if the heavens were a structure of brass
And as if the darkness was the throne of fate

13. And as if the stars in the mantle of night
Were shrouds candles for the living

14. And the eyes of the patient grow more restless
As his soul gains more radiance