1. A beauty has captured my heart, binding it
While my tears flow on my cheeks though they are free

2. They say your eyelids were created for weeping
Yes, my eyelids are suited for crying

3. Let the tears comfort the aching eyelids
For I have lost the cheek which was its mate

4. The sorceress of glances, even her slaps
Are nectar, though in the heart of the lover there is burning