1. Unjustly you accused the martyr of love over his blood,
While that is your own cheek dyed with his blood.

2. My heart overflows with wonder at the glances of Moses,
As he boldly invaded my eyelids with his arrows.

3. The fate of his lover from his love is anguish,
And the fortune of his admirer is awaiting his admirer.

4. I taught him murder in my heart with his gaze,
If only he would accept union on the advice of his teacher.