1. For so long you have been hoarding the loves
In your chest but with miserliness

2. I wonder what you would say if
You were thrown my way, tell me by which path

3. God knows I have never gone as a messenger
From my daughter to her lover

4. No, nor have I stayed in a place of disgrace
Like others in obedience and debauchery

5. No, nor have I brought men to my house
And sought them out in the market