1. He whom I loved returned after estrangement
A kindred soul between two bodies

2. And what was between us
Became like a fallen one between two beds

3. This one and that were clothed in hatred
A sheath cannot fit two swords

4. Why should one with no need
Thrust his nose between two eyes

5. My excuse for excessive weeping is the agony of grief
And one who does not accept an excuse, has no excuse