I DON'T FORGET YOU

And are you afraid another love could destroy my love?
How bad you know what happens in me;
I have only one soul, already yours,
and a single heart that I already gave you.

And do you fear that stormy pleasures
could tear ah! of my heart the faith?
Pleasures are hateful to me;
thinking about you is my only pleasure.

Here dazzling women abound,
queens that are slaves of fashion,
dressed in silks and brilliants,
her eyes burn, as the sun burns.

Of those beautiful spells fascinate,
nectar flows from her carmine lips;
even more with her art and her luxury and her hairpieces,
none can compare to you.

Despite her great might,
they lack your grace and virtue,
and all of them together, my angel,
They cannot be worth what you are worth.

Your unparalleled purity is so huge,
and so enormous your beauty is,
That beauty can raise its temple
with the dust that you press with your foot.

No wonder it consumes me black boredom
since you are far from here,
and rightly my thought
it only has memory for you.

I think of you with ardent determination,
and I always look at your divine face,
and I call your name when I dream,
And I pronounce your name upon awakening.

If I withdraw from the swing of the world,
and eager to study I want to read,
between the letters ay! I look at your image,
your beautiful image of my life to be.

My heart of fire beats for you,
I need you as the soul to God;
you are the virgin that I idolize blind;
You are the glory I dream of.