Please compose a poem in the tone of an andalusian arab commoner describing the pain of departure and fame of love towards a certain King of Seville The wording should be beautiful and elaborated

Oh, how my heart aches with sorrow, As I bid farewell to my love tomorrow. For she is destined to be with another, Leaving me behind to suffer.

Oh King of Seville, how you are blessed, To have her love and to be caressed. My heart bleeds with envy and pain, As I watch her depart on the morning train.

The fame of her love for you echoes loud, Through the streets of Andalusia, proud. For all to see and envy in their hearts, As I watch her leave, my world falls apart.

Oh King of Seville, you are so lucky, To have her love and to be so happy. My heart aches with longing and desire, As I watch her leave, consumed by fire.

May your love be blessed and true, And may my heart heal from this wound anew. For though my love for her will never fade, I must bid her farewell and let her invade.