1. The sword of the glance has severed our union
And struck us - how valiant are men!

2. Had he wished a sigh of mine to fade
He would not have bent his shoulders, youth and coquetry.

3. My Master, there is no patience or solace -
Yearning has fretted me and confusion grows.

4. Whether you cut me off or join me
I have no choice with you in any case.