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Beloved of my heart,
consolation of my consolations,
in the strands of your hair,
I will entwine my song.

Sublime dream of love,
I cradle in my feeling,
and the murmur of your breath
tastes like the glory of God.

My beloved, beloved one,
mistress of all my things,
I will place on your chest the rose...
that I will pluck from my soul.

And in the sweetest calm,
of your harmonic enchantment,
you will feel the tender kiss
of the one who loves you for life.

You will fly in the cross
of my fate and hope,
and there will be no distance
between my shadow and your light,
life will be better;
the water will be clearer,
and in the peace of your gaze
my sentence will end.

My beloved, beloved one,
mistress of all my things,
I will place on your chest a rose...
that I will pluck from my soul.

And in the sweetest calm,
of your harmonic enchantment,
you will feel the tender kiss...
of the one who loves you for life.