When in the night you hear the dogs whine or howl
Know that is it for my heart that they whine with melancholy  
Tell me you can sense it too, the soul leaving my dying heart.
Tell me you can hear it too, a beat less every second.
My dear lady, what is a heart without a soul if neither has your love?
I love you in a profound way, deep within every one of my veins
And arteries that hug my heart.
But the distance that sets our souls apart is what kills my heart.
Every morning and every night my soul yearns to mingle with the purity of yours.
I have tried to stop it, but it seeks your heart and soul more than my own.
One of these days, perhaps in the night, when it can’t take it anymore,
It will leave my heart to join yours,
But at the same time my heart will stop beating.
That day will be the happiest day and the saddest day—
My soul will join yours, but no longer will I breath in the aroma of your wavy hair
No longer will I be able to kiss your sweet and tender lips
My dark eyes won’t ever meet the sight of your colorful eyes.
But I ask of you one last favor.
When my soul carrying my love comes knocking at your door, do not reject it.
Take its humble love that has grown all this time as my own.
Let not the dogs cry
Don’t let them howl at the moon
But what else will they do but to be saddened by my agony of not being close to you
Give my soul and the dogs a little comfort.
Accept it, don’t reject it, else the only ones to bark for that grand love will be the dogs,
For I will be long gone, waiting for eternity till I can be together with you.
And if this humble love is not sufficient to join your person, and you shall reject it
Do not allow the poor creatures to see my soul rise to the Moon’s *****,
She who witnessed the day I met you, the nights we spent apart, and my grand love for you,
She will comfort the poor soul, but who will comfort those poor howling, whining dogs?
Please, give them peace, so that the melancholy sounds may cease.