1. Your singing kills my rapture
And your lute playing revives my sorrow

2. I've never seen anyone like you
Who sings and I think she weeps

3. And people have not seen a companion
Except you who has a body of wood

4. And a vigilant face over herself
That disgusts the eyes of suspicion

5. So how can you turn away from a lover
Who wishes if he were a dog, a dog

6. And if he joined fire in its heat
Your talk would extinguish its flames