1655 I don’t want to talk about

I don’t want to talk about the weather,
I don’t want to talk about cars,
I don’t want to talk about philosophical things,
I don’t want to talk about stars,
I don’t want to talk about worlds advanced,
I don’t want to talk about wars,
I only want to be with you,
Only with you
Because you disturb my soul’s weather,
You make run my chest’s car
You are the philosophical thing that I wanted,
You are my own shining star,
And my turbulent war,
But without you
My heart don’t work out
Because of big sadness
That you let me inside
Just the same moment
That you put your body
Far away my sight.