When the first time, from my land
I left the nights of loving charm,
My sweet lover sighing My
eyes damp with tears.

A romance sang goodbye,
But longing dulled the song!
Tears wiped her beautiful eyes…
And she gave me the handkerchief that dipped her tears.

How many years have passed yet!
Do not forget but love so holy!
I still keep it in a perfumed safe
Her handkerchief that wet the tears…

I never met her again in my life.
I, however, my God, loved her so much!
Oh! when I die spread on my face
The handkerchief that I also bathed in tears!