1. In your eyes I find no solace when you are present,
And when you are absent, the world imprisons me.

2. So why do I see myself thrown into your courtyard,
With no intimate companion among you to console me?

3. Do you shun me because I profess passionate love for you,
And shelter him, and befriend him?

4. Is it because he who loves you is envied
By you, and he who adores you has rivals?

5. If I do not compete for your love or vie
With you, then whom, I wonder, should I rival?

6. So do not scorn my soul, for you are its beloved,
Since every person yearns for one who is of their kind.