1. She said, as I drew her to me but she resisted,
Wandering, as I wrapped her in my cloak,

2. "Offer comfort, for my heart is torn
So come forward, like my heart that is cut up."

3. And I consoled her. She said coquettishly,
"I have never been, after this, accustomed to your love."

4. So I was amazed by this. She said, "Do not graze
But this is the trait of the beautiful gazelle."

5. And she smiled. Her smile was wine
That quenches the thirst, and I plucked roses from her cheeks.