1. A chance meeting, an encounter whose origin is unknown,
His estrangement pained me, so I sought arbitration,

2. I look upon his aloofness, how gracefully he traverses it,
Recalling some of the affection he once had for me, so I acquiesce,

3. When he turned his cheek and excused himself from me,
I raised my story to him, did I complain?

4. He signed it for me, clarifying my youth,
And said to me, “Intimacy is forbidden,”

5. Shall I wear the garb of innocence when it was artless,
And abandon it when it became knowledgeable and informed?