1. When she approaches, she lowers her veil, and when she turns away, she raises it
Showing her graceful neck, evenly poised

2. I charged my needs like a free-flying bird
When it spreads its wings, the earth shades beneath

3. I hoped in you for the important matter, and in my hand
Were remnants of my soul's wishes and hopes

4. But you prolonged my days until when they ran out
The last of what I had, you cut off my hopes

5. I was like one drawing from a well, seeking
Its overflow or the return of pure water

6. But neither did it retain what met itself
Nor did she give him what was in his eyes