1. My eyelids were denied the pleasure of slumber
The noose of death took hold and fate turned cruel

2. Time rushed against me in the bloom of youth
With the dispersal of friends and kin

3. And the darkness of my life left me no joy
That I could wrest with my blackened hands

4. Oh my companion, anguished for the love a youth
Who made suffering his friend and fate his home

5. Will the spring rain ever come to my lands after my tears
Or has the hand of the clouds withheld its gift

6. My loved ones, farewell came and I can only caress
With my hands your memory within my chest

7. So command the winds to recount tales of you
For the book cannot express my remedy

8. The proof is that before reading, my eyes
Wash its inscription away with my weeping