1. The sorrows have overwhelmed me, clouding my mind,
For a critic who blames you while I pine and wish.

2. If only they felt what I feel of passion's sting
Between ribs that ache from the fires that burn inside.

3. My tears betray my secret love before them.
For a lover's hidden truths are exposed when he cries.

4. Who can blame me for the unjust one I desire?
I fear the time of union and dread its demise.

5. He has captured my soul with his sweet glance,
And told of eyes thirsty as female mountain goats.