1. Not even a stolen glance
From the eye of the lover to the beloved

2. Complaining with his eyelash
A plaint more tender than the lute

3. No life tastes sweet to one who hasn’t savored
The flavor of union, no life can be enjoyed

4. And many a friendship has withered
Under the observer’s watching eye

5. The north wind excites it
And the south wind excites me