What light through windows break in a dark night?
And whom illuminates the dark outside?
It is charming thee, my love at first sight,
Who, my beauty, I wish to dig inside.

O, my dear love, thou art the fairest star
Among the golden angelic heaven.
O, speak, my angel, so close but so far,
Thy voice do nothing but my heart sweeten.

Thy undying beauty has my heart stun,
And in front of fair thee I shall not lie:
If thou art a star, then I am thy sun,
Whose blazing love to thee shall ne'er die.

Cupid’s arrow has strike both our’s heart,
That no one can break our soul apart.