1. The imagination appeared, though it stayed briefly as a guest
And your love flowed, even if you denied the messenger

2. So I wanted to spurn your imagination out of jealousy
And so I welcomed it, accepting and receiving it

3. And kept its connection to you out of love
Thinking it saw you as a substitute for me

4. And I pretended the promise was not lost
And saw obstacles as proof of the opposite

5. And you promised me an additional glance from you
But I found the meeting time of the sick to be sickly

6. Oh Jesus, the day the spear pained for the sapling
It left nothing rational for us

7. You have burdened every heart that love dictated
With all it could bear, as a burden

8. How many words have enveloped the lost one when
It cast heavy sighs between the ribs

9. Oh Hind, your eyelids did not spare anyone feverish
Except as wounded or killed by you

10. Were judgments portioned into chapters deposited
In them for my father of beauty, Joseph