1. They looked at her glances, so they understood,
And the wine imbibes the drinker's mind.

2. People fear her eyes unlike any other's,
Does the sword bearer's heart quiver in fear?

3. My eyes looked up to her while she wept,
And below the sun the clouds poured down.

4. And I recall her stature so I yearn,
While the doves coo upon the branches.

5. And I harbor grief in my chest about her,
When the light sets, darkness comes.