1. Her long night was adorned with soft tresses
Above a shivering cold and ample dress

2. Her sweet lips amidst them were gently babbling
As though they quenched, on day of halt, a deep eagerness

3. So she is a garden of beauty and chastity
To me much wealthier than any other garden

4. When she offered me her cheek, said I:
“This is nothing to me though I'm not content”

5. Who is self-satisfied with little, will be given plenty
Indeed clouds promise rain when they gather

6. She then shuddered at my daring words and said:
“Restrain this lad with rejection”

7. His love intercedes for us after all
So we should ignore or pardon him

8. With humility before her I gained glory and said:
“Much glory I gained through surrender”

9. Thus surrender in love has its pride
And life of man has but purposes