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The cheeky one heard my sighs and turned about,

ุณู…ุน ุงู„ุฎู„ูŠ ุชุฃูˆู‡ูŠ ูุชู„ูุชุง

1. The cheeky one heard my sighs and turned about,
Struck with wonder he asked "Who is that lad?"

ูก. ุณูŽู…ูุนูŽ ุงู„ู’ุฎูŽู„ููŠู‘ู ุชูŽุฃูŽูˆู‘ูู‡ููŠ ููŽุชูŽู„ูŽูู‘ูŽุชูŽุง
ูˆุฃูŽุตูŽุงุจูŽู‡ู ุนูŽุฌูŽุจูŒ ููŽู‚ูŽุงู„ูŽ ู…ูŽู†ู ุงู„ู’ููŽุชูŽู‰

2. I answered him "I am a man whom sorrow played
With his heart the day desire scattered.

ูข. ููŽุฃูŽุฌูŽุจู’ุชูู‡ู ุฅูู†ู‘ููŠ ุงู…ู’ุฑูุคูŒ ู„ูŽุนูุจูŽ ุงู„ุฃูŽุณูŽู‰
ุจูููุคุงุฏูู‡ู ูŠูŽูˆู’ู…ูŽ ุงู„ู†ู‘ูŽูˆูŽู‰ ููŽุชูŽุดูŽุชู‘ูŽุชูŽุง

3. Look at me, you'll find a fading shadow
Beneath the clothes, barely to be made out.

ูฃ. ุงู†ู’ุธูุฑู’ ุฅูู„ูŠู‘ูŽ ุชูŽุฌูุฏู’ ุฎูŽูŠูŽุงู„ุงู‹ ุจูŽุงู„ููŠุงู‹
ุชูŽุญู’ุชูŽ ุงู„ุซู‘ููŠูŽุงุจู ูŠูŽูƒุงุฏู ุฃูŽู„ู‘ูŽุง ูŠูู†ู’ุนูŽุชูŽุง

4. My heart once had, hitting its core,
An arrow from a languid eyelid shot.

ูค. ู‚ูŽุฏู’ ูƒูŽุงู†ูŽ ู„ููŠ ู‚ูŽู„ู’ุจูŒ ุฃูŽุตูŽุงุจูŽ ุณูŽูˆุงุฏูŽู‡ู
ุณูŽู‡ู’ู…ูŒ ู„ูุทูŽุฑู’ูู ููŽุงุชูุฑู ููŽุชูŽููŽุชู‘ูŽุชูŽุง

5. My heart pursued passion so it wandered astrayโ€”
Would that, before trespassing into affliction, it had stood firm!

ูฅ. ุชูŽุจูุนูŽ ุงู„ู’ู‡ูŽูˆูŽู‰ ู‚ูŽู„ู’ุจููŠ ููŽู‡ูŽุงู…ูŽ ูˆูŽู„ูŽูŠู’ุชูŽู‡ู
ู‚ูŽุจู’ู„ูŽ ุงู„ุชู‘ูŽูˆูŽุบู‘ูู„ู ูููŠ ุงู„ุจูŽู„ุงุกู ุชูŽุซูŽุจู‘ูŽุชูŽุง

6. A coquette cast it into the snare of love.
Alas! It is not my comrade if it slips away.

ูฆ. ุฃูŽู„ู’ู‚ูŽุชู’ู‡ู ูููŠ ุดูŽุฑูŽูƒู ุงู„ู’ู…ูŽุญูŽุจู‘ูŽุฉ ุบูŽุงุฏูŽุฉูŒ
ู‡ูŽูŠู’ู‡ูŽุงุชูŽ ู„ูŽูŠู’ุณูŽ ุจูุตุงุญูุจูŠ ุฅูู†ู’ ุฃูŽูู’ู„ูŽุชูŽุง

7. With cheeks like roses and violets his gaze,
Limbs like branches, hips like a fawn's so sleek,

ูง. ูƒูŽุงู„ู’ูˆูŽุฑู’ุฏู ุฎูŽุฏู‘ูŽุงู‹ ูˆุงู„ู’ุจูŽู†ูŽูู’ุณูŽุฌู ุทูุฑู‘ูŽุฉู‹
ูˆุงู„ู’ุบูุตู’ู†ู ู‚ูŽุฏู‘ูŽุงู‹ ูˆุงู„ู’ุบูŽุฒูŽุงู„ูŽุฉู ู…ูŽู„ู’ููŽุชูŽุง

8. He looked at me with dark brown eyes that evoked desire
And lodged it in my heart till I grew mad, then left me.

ูจ. ู†ูŽุธูŽุฑูŽุชู’ ุจููƒูŽุญู’ู„ุงูˆูŽูŠู’ู†ู ุฃูŽูˆู’ุฏูŽุนูŽุชูŽุง ุงู„ู’ู‡ูŽูˆูŽู‰
ุจูุงู„ู’ู‚ูŽู„ู’ุจู ุญูŽุชู‘ูŽู‰ ู‡ูŽุงู…ูŽ ุซูู…ู‘ูŽ ุชูŽุฎูŽู„ู‘ูŽุชูŽุง

9. By God! If the censurers but knew what
His eyes gained from me, their spite would gloat.

ูฉ. ุชุงู„ู„ู‡ู ู„ูŽูˆู’ ุนูŽู„ูู…ูŽ ุงู„ู’ุนูŽุฐููˆู„ู ุจูู…ูŽุง ุฌูŽู†ูŽู‰
ุทูŽุฑู’ูููŠ ุนูŽู„ูŠู‘ูŽ ู„ูŽุณุงุกูŽู‡ู ุฃูŽู†ู’ ูŠูŽุดู’ู…ูŽุชูŽุง

10. An eye whose rein I let go to gain for me
Some joy, but when it came, it wounded me.

ูกู . ุทูŽุฑู’ููŒ ุฃูŽุทูŽู„ู’ุชู ุนูู†ูŽุงู†ูŽู‡ู ู„ููŠูุตููŠุจูŽ ู„ูŠ
ุจูŽุนู’ุถูŽ ุงู„ู’ู…ูู†ูŽู‰ ููŽุฃูŽุตุงุจูŽู†ููŠ ู„ูŽู…ู‘ูŽุง ุฃูŽุชูŽู‰

11. O heart, enough! People are awake while you
Still ply your love. How long will this go on?

ูกูก. ูŠุง ู‚ูŽู„ู’ุจู ุญูŽุณู’ุจููƒูŽ ู‚ูŽุฏู’ ุฃูŽูุงู‚ูŽ ู…ูŽุนูŽุงุดูุฑูŒ
ูˆูŽุฃูŽุฑุงูƒูŽ ุชูŽุฏู’ุฃูŽุจู ูููŠ ุงู„ู‡ูŽูˆูŽู‰ ููŽุฅูู„ูŽู‰ ู…ูŽุชูŽู‰