1. Tell me, O my worries, ask my soul
Who seduced me into love or backbit against me

2. No, who decreed misfortune upon affection
My passion, I have never been unfaithful in my devotion

3. I wish the messenger could convey
A glance from my eyes as he conveys my message

4. So I may see the evil of each day and it may cure
The sickness of my soul, my grief, and my depression