1. She denied slaying me, and said "How could I
Slay a human, when swords I do not possess?"

2. Yet in her eyes, a sharpened sword abides,
Kohl-lined, that causes lovesickness and distress.

3. Hush! You've concealed your arrow, so do not
Feign to hide my blood beneath your burda's hem.

4. To you, beauty incarnate, pure and supreme!
So shed my blood in passion - 'tis for you

5. Permissible, though to others 'tis taboo.