1. She swore by my brother's life and my father's honor
That she would rouse the neighbors if I did not leave

2. So I left, fearing her oath, and she smiled
Thus I knew her oath was not meant in earnest

3. She lifted my head to see if it was marked
By the dye of henna, still fresh and unfaded

4. Then I kissed her mouth, grasping her horns
Drinking the bleeding with the chill of hailstone water