The forces of love tend
to upset souls,
idleness as an instrument .

The newly arrived love, 

which today arrived and leaves tomorrow,
the images do not leave
well imprinted on the soul.

Painting on painting, 

neither shown nor pointed,
and there is first beauty,
the second does not play tricks.

The firmness in the lovers 

is the most precious part,
by the one who makes Love miracles
and to himself it raises them