Sometimes it just does cross my mind,
How can I ever think of forsaking your love, my beloved
But the sorrows of this world are enough to break me.

Sometimes it just does cross my mind,
If I could have subsisted under the supple shade of those tresses
I could have been blessed.
This overwhelming darkness, which has befallen upon my life,
Could have also spent itself in exalted labyrinths of your eyes.

Sometimes it just does cross my mind,
That whenever the bitterness of this world did...