1. What my eyes obtained through you, I became
And his aloofness, beautiful patience, bent

2. And a heart complained to you what ails it
It would have been, were it not for it, tranquil and content

3. You are gentleness from all men
If he had attained what he wishes

4. You have a heart that does not soften, and a body
Like a rod, from its softness it bends