I Don't Know If You're Alive Or Dead

I don't know if you're alive or dead.

Can you on earth be sought,

Or only when the sunsets fade

Be mourned serenely in my thought?

All is for you: the daily prayer,

The sleepless heat at night,

And of my verses, the white

Flock, and of my eyes, the blue fire.

No-one was more cherished, no-one tortured

Me more, not

Even the one who betrayed me to torture,

Not even the one who caressed me and forgot.