Confession of love

From her bow she throws and hurls me

And I was not wounded or thrown

And I did not feel the marks of the wounds nor was my feeling of this wound erased

She threw and the throw of love did not move away from the foot

And her throw became after a while praised

O throw that made a lover love her

The shutter of your wound was open in it

O throw that remembers the passion of her fall

In his heart he gave this wound

The wound of love is the best that a lover can give

The world of visions has not yet taken away the soul

The wound of love is the memories of the lover in his moment

And it does not show pity to the ears of women

The wound of love is an indelible wound

In his heart he revealed his horizons by revealing

He succeeded in throwing and aiming from the foot

So the heart of the longing one won

And he saw that he kept remembering her

So he was slaughtered after her love in him

And when he drowned in love

They said to him: He has become ugly

And whoever knows his secret will realize

After him, lovers will find him Explaining

And whoever tasted love realized and became

The sea of ​​love swims with longing for it

And everyone who did not know his illness saw

A flexible doctor in love, ambitious