1. O my beloved, the sorrow of the past has cleared
And autumn has brought joyous times

2. My eyes are playful and my tongue
Is modest, free from vice

3. If the heart were asked, I would be among the happiest people
But alas, it is ill-omened

4. Thousands have knocked on our door in Ascalon
Welcome, imagination, as you wander

5. God knows my heart is weak
And my soul slender like my feeble heart