1. With my soul, he complains of the one whose glance went astray,
And his narcissism from what his beauty and flowers brought.

2. My blood was shed unjustly by the beauty of his face,
So traces of it began to appear in his eyes.

3. His eyes became like cheeks, as though
His eyes were watered by his cheeks.

4. If the eyes of my possessor have become bleary,
Many a bleary eye has certainly been healed by them.