1. With my own self, my beloved will bereave me of my soul
And make my body the adornment of the grave and wormwood

2. The whole world has become too narrow for me
With his aloofness from me as if I am in prison

3. I denied passion when I was, since passion made
Its charms a sun I looked upon the sun

4. To settle a heart in which there has become a funeral
Of yearning except that my eyes are at a wedding