Sol 6

  1. How can I reach him? A delicate beauty shines within him.

    How perfect he would be, if only his promise held true.

  2. Supple in stature, with words so sweet, he captivated

    my heart with his gleaming girdle and his speech.

  3. I wait for time to doze off and cease resisting me

    over him, as though I were stealing him from the days.

  4. O Beauty, you know how exceedingly cold he is;

    why, then, did you command people’s hearts to love him?

  5. By God, you whose eyelids rest, show tenderness to

    one whose eyes are kept awake by unceasing care.

  6. He renews the delay of our meeting and breaks his promise;

    he strips away my garment of solace and wears it thin.

  7. My tears were not withheld from you on the day we parted; will you,

    if my heart hopes for union with you, make that hope come true?

  8. You who have taken my heart, return it to my body,

    or fear God lest you burn it.

  9. I do not complain of the longing with which you afflict

    my heart, or the tears you make well up in my eyes.

  10. For I have a little patience left to sustain me;

    the hand of consolation mends it as you tear it.

  11. My Lord, my heart is lost in love for him,

    caught between betrayal and an excuse I piece together.

Sol 6