1. I will comfort my heart in love with its torment
And leave my memory eternally with its departure

2. And prevent my gaze from being able to win
An image that necessitates closing its door

3. Explain me, may God shepherd you, O lover of passion
To the farthest point of the valley of sorrow and its mirage

4. And pass by the neighborhood of love and its people
And ask it when we will be blessed with the union of its dust

5. And give respite to my heart from the attributes of my absent beloved
With a breeze that makes the young man swoon before drinking