1. Why I see the accursed man has disappeared
These are the crimes of love upon the skull

2. And the beloved's marks have marked his forehead
And a slap is better for the lover than indifference

3. His slippers danced on his pride but did not bend
Until he bent from their blow upon his lip

4. So he went to hide his affair and his injury
Hoping it would be hidden but secrecy has fled

5. Alas, your injury cannot be hidden after
The stylus has etched letters on your brow