1. With kohl-lined eyes that hint of sickness and pale green,
And lips whose smiles reveal pearl-white teeth,

2. Recall the days of union, and promise an ailing heart -
None but you can soothe its torment.

3. Passion shifts in him from joy to despair,
Comforting and luring him in turn.

4. I wonder at your piercing glance’s sword,
That cuts sharp while being brittle.

5. No wonder your spear bends and tilts -
What branch does not sway?

6. I ransom you from the pangs of longing
And tears that stream down my cheek,

7. From fires that burn my heart at night
With no path leading to patience.

8. If I could find a way to reproach,
Or confide in someone, I would -

9. I would tell the breeze of longing
That it gently accepts.