1. I did not give my soul its due
I enslaved it like you enslaved yours

2. But now love has freed it
As freeing it was my view

3. The fire of sorrow treated it gently
From where I fell in love, gently

4. It did not find in its beloved
Protection, so it protected its love

5. O you who falsely pretend affection
When I offer you my sincerity

6. And forgive your estrangement
Whether in the east or west of countries

7. If the paths of hearts were difficult
To you, it made its paths easy

8. If you were the sustenance of the soul
It would not have sought its sustenance

9. How ugly is the darkness of your face
That forgot to polish its brightness

10. It would not have been her misfortune if
I had caressed and cherished her