1. If you had deceived me with a false promise
My tears would have dried and my sighing grown less

2. By your cheek that halted the blood
Rushing over it like dew on pink petals

3. So the glow of shyness mixes in it
The blush of the crimson rose with camphor

4. The fragrance of its scent as though the tears of
My eyes had streamed on it the water of perfume

5. Do not blame me for my streaming tears
When I saw the blossoming garden scattered

6. It met me with the likeness of your cheek and the
Flower and the lights of your shining jewelry