1. She whom you saw
At dawn speaking to me is a messenger

2. Not the one I yearn for
Nor the way

3. She brought me a message
That almost made my soul pour out

4. From the sorcerer of eyes, his waist
Girded with a heavy quiver

5. Wearing the bow of youth
Shooting, though without arrows

6. If only your ear were between us
To hear what we say

7. You'd see what you disapproved of
In our affair is beautiful

8. And know that I lament
A death that does not change or pass