1. When sorrow afflicted my eyes
I sent dreams to watch over it as my deputy

2. You were stingy with me regarding the specter of life
So I could not be stingy in my heart

3. Yet you remained, O elongated in aloofness
With the army of grief I was elongated

4. And after it I no longer remembered
A lover, nor did I tend a bosom friend

5. So your view in an ardour that did not permit
A path to it except for the doves