1. O gentle ghost that came knocking
For the likes of him eyelids keep vigil

2. My tears and blood raced
In the arena of my cheek, and red won the race

3. You came, else had I not seen you visiting
My eyes would not be free of insomnia's shackles

4. Is there a way I can quench my thirst
From the coolness of the lips that have been sated?

5. Breeze tousled his locks and brow
Belonging to dawn and dusk

6. Green are his cheeks, spring to my eyes
Like a branch first budding leaves

7. Sweet saliva tilts from the wine of youth
Blessed is he who kissed him or embraced

8. Beware the embers of his cheeks where
The mole dared and got scorched

9. O critic, I've no excuse for him
Nor is my love for him, as you claimed

10. Leave my heart, at mention of his love,
To flutter, forgive it if it flutters

11. You were not, O days of union with him,
Just fleeting moments stolen