1. Afatim, be gentle, let go of this frowning,
Though determination becomes you like a necklace, do not despair,

2. She scolded me when she saw that I loved her,
Like an unexpected blessing that none can take away,

3. If you break the pact between us,
And hide what remains of your affection,

4. Then do not be fooled by my composure,
I will console the lovers with poised patience,

5. I know this land has open spaces,
For those not confined behind bars,

6. When the soft-spoken becomes hated by his people,
Affairs handle him roughly in tangled times,

7. Yet I was a man who savored loyal companionship,
Not one accustomed to being unprepared.