1. If you were with me yesterday, embracing me,
As my tears streamed down my cheeks,

2. And your cheeks were drenched with my weeping,
And my lips mingled with your lips,

3. You would have seen a weeping that makes longing seem easy,
And shedding tears on him seem simple,

4. And you would have heard, more beautiful than my weeping, his saying:
"This lad is stubborn in his eyes."