1. Does Ferdinand know that passion
Is of the essence of the heart's core?

2. That I have become, in loving him,
A captive of affection and a sister of yearning.

3. I suffer sorrows and tend to the stars,
And unleash tears like a torrent of grief,

4. What lover, when he appears,
Can one say is a noble of high rank,

5. Who has a rising, if women saw it,
They would take off modesty and sell propriety,

6. And a pride of self that kings would love
To have the like of it in the world,

7. And a gentle discourse, as if the breeze
In the night, with its speech, had blown

8. So oh Lord, do attributes like these
Adorn a sinner, intimate with misery?

9. If Ferdinand is a thief, then why
Did you grant him the nature of the exalted?

10. Do you combine guidance and misguidance
And the Pleiades and the ground?

11. Exalted is your affair above the affairs
And You are far above the like of this passion

12. For Ferdinand is no thief, but
There is a profound secret here

13. That must soon be revealed
To uncover this distress from me

14. And I know that I have not followed
In loving him except the path of guidance

15. And after the swooning of confusion
Does Ferdinand not have a likeness here?

16. As for me, since my youth I have lived
In this wilderness like some animals

17. They say, whenever they see me, a shepherdess,
And they do not know who I am

18. So we in life are equal
Both of us stray in this world

19. And fortune has brought together between us
So why can we not be so in love?