1. O master of the highlands, you still enslave the highlands
And free every captive from it.

2. If my shoulders shrink from your cloak’s edges,
Then your love strides in a poor man's cloak.

3. You will know that clothes can cover up their shapes,
While the shape of passion in the heart cannot fade.

4. So do not let the envious gloat, for their secret
Cures my suspicions from behind the scenes.