1. Dove, you whom I do not remember,
Among the most sorrowful things,

2. My good opinion of you led me to it,
And perhaps my opinion surrendered me.

3. My advice had surrendered me to what
My mind cannot comprehend,

4. So I did not find in it any water
To wash my eyelids with.

5. It was as if the carrier of his coffin
Was my enemy, so he sought vengeance on me.