1. What feast of passion did my heart regain
After the night clouds thundered with the rain

2. If one had called me from a land not yours
For love, I would not have obeyed the call

3. Where is the gazelle with the soft white throat
Who lights the embers with the moist sweet fruit

4. Whenever its brightness is quenched by the light
Of beauty from its neck and heart’s delight

5. It settled in the meadow long ago
And there we found the vestige of its glow

6. Would that our loved ones, radiant and fair
Had let us taste the cool sweet water there

7. Ah, that one glance upon the hillside where
It led me, raptured, to the hillside deer

8. Evil they apportioned 'twixt mine eye and heart
Why should my lover suffer for their art?