Along the path of my life I came across a flower
that only by its delicious perfume inebriated me.
I could hardly enjoy its lovely scent when it vanished
like my soul, sad and lonely
and so is my love.
So as I wanted to perceive
all its fragrance and coiour
that the tears of my sad life would dry up
like the rose, like the fragrance, so she was
like the sadness and the tears, so am I.