1. The street was crowded and the throngs did surge
Waves met and mixed within its span

2. And its maidens scattered love
From eyes that killed me by mistake

3. Their glances fell, so tempting
Like scattering, upon the snares that dropped

4. I said, while my heart hovered over her
Like a bird that picked up scattered corn

5. If only, from each cheek I had a kiss
A kiss from each cheek, for me alone

6. Maybe so we could make peace
Never has the pact of peace been tied this way