1. Whenever he passes me by on his way
And pierces my heart with his slender arrow

2. And reminds me of what I'd forgotten of old
He has a past that guides desire to his lover

3. I say to him, why not pass by peacefully?
So modesty may clothe my cheek in its dress

4. But his pain that he inflicts grows more intense
And casts my heart into his burning fire's blaze