El viento de la noche gira en el cielo
 (The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
 The night wind revolves in the sky.)

 Oir la noche inmensa  mas inmensa sin ella.
 Y el verso cae al alma como al pasto el roc?o.
 (To hear the immense night  still more immense without her.
 And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.)

 Tonight I can write the saddest lines,
 The saddest lines about her