Once again, this heart of mine has caught fire

Let it take hold, it has taken hold well

Burn, O heart, in this lightning and do not breathe

For my intellect has been seized by its cloud of melancholy

Once again, this heart of mine has seen a dream

That the blood of the heart has taken all as a carpet

I will become like the shadow of total annihilation, for

The sun of the world has taken over, leading an army

My heart, every night, in theft and treachery

Has taken from the ruby load of the sultan-like one

Where can the theft of the thief be hidden?

When he has taken the enemy's wealth under his cloak

Many a soul that leaps from the body

But its foot is held by the one who slays rivals

From the delight of his arrow's wound, this heart of mine

Has taken the corner of his quiver in its teeth