1. I flirt with your grandeur, O men,
Yet this guard keeps me from you.

2. And I know your love is but a dream,
A legend from a bygone era.

3. Your love is but a fancy, beyond the stars,
A glimpse of fate's radiance.

4. With which ribs do I hold your love,
How settled, if it settles?

5. Give me back passion, O time of passion,
And set me free like the wandering gypsies.

6. And hurt me, for your injustice is what I desire,
And lead me astray, for your sin cannot be forgiven.

7. It is your will, even if you did not will it,
Erasing you, and emptying people's hearts.

8. Awaken, O heart, this is the awakening,
And here is your long-awaited companion.

9. I have become numb from the ascetics' living,
And the sleep of the deserts, and wearing wool.

10. And abruptly you created rumors about me,
From every illusion in a wary mind.

11. Awaken, O heart, or else die,
And make my state more painful: fear of danger.

12. You see love and death in my calmness,
And you have no choice, so why the caution?

13. Greetings to the one who scorches faces,
With whom I melted away patience until it burst.

14. Do you see any patience in me? Why the harshness?
Should one like you be cruel when empowered?

15. I am still one of your sacrifices,
Through which the touch of death remains.