1. With what I have entrusted in it
To my nights I dedicate it

2. To her whom in blindness
My heart whispers to

3. And my thirsty soul sips
Its anguish from her

4. And in the cradle of innocent love
It never ceases to whisper to her

5. And my dreams when they rebel
My cup sings to her

6. So this poetry was inspired in me
By her presence and her past