1. She who has captured your heart
Was created to be loved by you

2. So when I find her gentle whispers
My conscience pleads to the heart to ask her

3. The bliss molded her pale whiteness
With subtlety, perfection and glory

4. Truly, I conceal in my chest from love of her
A passion that if it surfaced would shade her

5. And love for her sleeps beneath my bosom
If it were beneath her bed it would disturb her

6. She was stingy with her glances, so I said to my friend
We did not get much from her, and little of her