1. Do not ask me about my life, for I
Have placed it in your playful hands,

2. And my heart and soul I have poured
Into your charming, distracted cup.

3. By God, I own nothing of my passion
Except forlorn complaints and sighs,

4. And nothing of my heart except its plunging
Into despair and confounding gloom.

5. And nothing of my life’s prayers
Except sorrow, misery, and woes,

6. Who will meet me with acceptance
And strew my wishes blossoming and bright?

7. So I regain my life from its beginning,
Drawing near my distant hopes,

8. Forgiving fate for all it has reaped
Reclaiming my empty days.

9. Then the heart will love its own pains
As if they have healed its past,

10. And renew my youth which has faded
In my twenties, oh you tyrant!

11. I see you, my salvation, immersed
In light, illuminated with wishes,

12. Flying in the splendors of eras,
Appearing in contented garments.

13. Matron of poetry, you have fluttered
In its horizon bare and hidden.

14. You rose in a region encircled
By drifting, fragrant goddesses,

15. Angels girdled, perfecting
The beauty of their pure lights,

16. With faces unveiled, their eyes deflecting
The assaults of the common gloom.

17. From you they borrowed beauty like stars -
The brightest stripped of her beauty.

18. A throne is set up with you above it,
A commanding, forbidding mistress.

19. A ray extends in the evening whose origin
Is in it and whose branch is in the far seas.

20. Clear is the sea when your bright
Sky dawns, smiling and calm.

21. Between them your scent has spread
In this blossoming, fertile garden.

22. Its flowers are wishes, adorned.
The morning’s faces are laughing.

23. When I draw out my love upon
The lapping waves of melody,

24. Questioning your eyes, seeking healing
For my fervent soul from them,

25. Stripped of all feeling in your
Rare, lofty qualities,

26. The heartache of a heart which finds no solace
In your love except for misery.

27. On the bank of a sullen grave
And a smiling paradise,

28. They vie for my weary glance
And tug my weary soul.

29. While I see love, boundless,
Carried off by towering years.

30. Then I find my soul in oceans of grief
As night lets fall its shrouding darkness.

31. O my wish, this is my life and what
It contained in the exalted sphere -

32. My heart is the throne I raised up
Standing on my fallen hopes.

33. Dreams encircle you like silver
Sent by my weeping eyelids,

34. As if when my soul possessed you
You transformed into my present wish.

35. And all the bright signs that adorned
My life with scenes of joy -

36. Are gains from you, the beauty
Bestowed by the hands of consent.

37. But when the mindful memory returns
To my eyes, and my soul wakes

38. To itself, as the drowsy eyelid flickers,
I return to night, and wounds of sorrow

39. Return to my heart, deep and bloody.
And so is life - the lies

40. Of these fleeting nations.
If it seems truthful, they see what grieves

41. The relaxed, the hopeful.
And love in life is a veneer that covered

42. The horrors of the hidden calamity.
So favor me, adorning with acceptance,

43. For acceptance is the goal of my hopes.