1. Sleep is forbidden to my eyes though my love
Turns from the craving of the red lips.

2. My cup mingles with tears like her cheeks
And eyes flow from eyes upon my breast.

3. With that rose and down and gleam
And the bending and the fluttering and the waist,

4. For I keep the old pact and good fortune,
If with the Pleiades daybreak appears to me.

5. Her beauty promises and my heart exults,
And we sleep in each other's breast and throat.