1. Our youth by the riverbank was not for play
Your meadow, where a dove nested, gave me rest

2. I cast off my cloak there for a day and night
Wine’s enchantment scattered there my sleep

3. And one who takes the Christian faith as worship
Sees it as where he finds righteous guidance

4. Shall I recall a glance that severed hearts
Yearning for union, hearts caught in its snare

5. And recall a glance in union that softened hearts
Hearts that crumbled, their fetters cut apart

6. She’s sallow, but when tenderly stroked with water
Her paleness diminishes, like soft clouds

7. It’s as if what she reveals on her wedding night
And before were glimpses of locusts’ eyes