Dark black eyes, passionate black eyes,
Burning painful and such beautiful eyes!
How I love yes you! How I fear you now!
It must be that I beheld you at an ill-fated hour.
Oh, it is not for nothing you are as darker depth
I see mourning for my soul at your apple radiance
I clearly see a triumphant flame within you:
Upon it, my poor heart has been for ever consumed
Yet, convince, I am not sad, I am not sorrowful,
My own fate brings to me kind solace in full
All the best, that God has given us in life kit,
I have offered as a sacrifice to those fiery eyes,