You are the most beautiful Beloved
And I am captivated by your beauty
Proud... yet I kneel before your throne
From the abundance of your radiance, tell me:
What can I do with the sun?
She may retreat to her tower,
Sorrowful and writhing in anguish.
I desire you, my master,
Like a fragrant scent,
For love has wounded my heart,
And my vision is shattered.
I awaken... And within me is a longing,
To hear the voice of loved ones.
But your voice is drowned
In its silence... It offers no solace.
I loved in you a masculinity
I never imagined it would be so coquettish.
You have wearied me
And given me only rejection,
And my heart aches.
You are the beginning of love,
And the end, and the return.
Take me to the embrace of bliss
Who has the right to enjoy it?
I come to you like a beautiful dream
What is the secret... why do you not yearn?
A rose sang of my beauty
Do you want me to plead?
Tell your eyes that I
refuse their gaze
No, love hasn't died within me
But I abstain
Speak to me words of joy
Something beautiful and beneficial
I beg you, speak them convincingly
The best speech is that which is convincing
You gifted me the star of temptation
Why... does it not shine?
If you say: My night is dark
The dawn always rises
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