The weather stretches its limbs.
Rain ripples and spreads.
A gust of wind will come and this light will be extinguished.
I haven't let (the lamp of) our love be extinguished.
O beloved, this lamp hasn't been put out, nor will it be.
The lamp of my desire!
With this lamp, every inch of my body is burning
Come to me now, lover;
O my love, come to me now, beloved!
There was distance (between us), a remoteness...
There was distance (between us), a remoteness, a world of separation;
my eyes were fixed in wait for you.
And you were there...
shining, sparkling, swaying in happiness,
and here I was, burning for you...
The clouds have thundered again;
with a great rumble the rains have fallen.
A wandering storm has arrived,
but it hasn't managed to quench you,
O my love, this light [hasn't been quenched], however much they torment it
the rain, the wind, the lightning!
My love, come to me now, my love
O my love, come to me now, beloved
Look at this crazy girl!
She knows nothing of the world.
A gust of wind will pass through,
and bring with it her lover.
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