1. O whiteness of whiteness, you are of my eyes
And heart in the blackness of blackness

2. My longing for you has been so long, and the secret
Is hidden from all people, though longing remains

3. So if I conceal from you my zeal, and the state of
Longing between us without intention

4. I have stocked since I left nothing but worry
So do not make it my final provision