1. O you whose eyes have lost sleep
Made lonesome by the one they love

2. Since parting with their beloved
Their lids have not come together

3. With a cheek as though it were
The rising sun radiating

4. How often with their tears
My eyes shone when they shone

5. Roman are their glances
Like arrows that were shot

6. Slender of waist, for her
A mole like a dotted nun

7. Do you not see the branches
Bashfully bowed down for her

8. She has gathered such beauty
That minds are distracted by it

9. Her glance left me no respite
When it glanced towards me

10. She has fettered and freed
My love and my tears for her

11. In her mouth is pure wine
Delicately sipped

12. How strange her actions are
They intoxicate without drinking