1. My eyelids are wounded from my weeping, my heart is pained
My eyelashes are burdened from sleeplessness

2. Not crying from youthful passion or yearning
But from seeing my solitude and prolonged isolation

3. If only you would call me with your glances, I would come
Humbly to you, easy to lead

4. Oh when will I find my salvation in you
How could you allow the eyes of enemies to gloat over me