1. Beacons for the beloved, not for the clouds,
You were lured by the glow of her lantern.

2. I see the wine brings together the drinkers,
So do not be fooled by her leniency.

3. And how much I craved for the sly beloved,
Yet she cast me off like an old shoe.

4. Glass is not for writing misfortunes,
But it holds the tips of her sharp spears.