O my soul, I am still firm on my steps and I have not yet fallen from joy
Your love was the refuge of my life, I did not stop loving you

I filled it from that fountain, which is the longest night of drunkenness
I know that this passion has an end and that is loneliness

My sweet-tongued friend, you will not hate me
Because the fire of your desire is drunk and love is also involved

You have a face with two sweet lips
You have eyes that are more beautiful than diamonds

I imagined that others are men on your way
But I said wrongly, they are hesitant

Every time I told you about the pain so that you would give me more pleasure
I want you to be by my side because you...