1. Your rose-like face, that is your fast while
Birth and feast came in procession

2. That is where every hand relaxed
And where every purity was defiled

3. A face like the chest of polished swords from which
Eyes pour and hearts bleed from yearning

4. And eyelids whose longing in their waking
Is longing that keeps rivals sleepless

5. And a figure that heaven is amazed by
When it rises high, wondering how it ascended

6. You crowned its moonlike beauty with a rising
Star, its trailing locks above the horizon

7. A visage from which a planet swoons
A glance that steals glances furtively

8. Horsemen who daze horsemen, stunned
That its lightning bolts scattered the dawn

9. Galloping in air, swifter than the
Rupture of a starry womb’s water breaking

10. A waist, if the tender green were to try it
It would slip from its firm foothold

11. He whose faith is horsemanship says you met me
With nothing but a manner of casting

12. Wonders that make the sky envy
Earth, and kindle passion in the sunset

13. In a state whose domains gathered up
All beauty’s diversity from its dispersion

14. Its provinces burden a king
Who feeds each mercenary

15. Praiseworthy in name and fame and dew
And the blood of each suckled knight

16. His flood layered until you see
Only a saving rain on the drowned

17. O sea, claim no likeness to his humanity
What virtues you contain are boundless

18. This realm of yours which fills
His youth flows, time in release