Sol 5.6

  1. Have you ever seen one like me in love—

    thirsting, yet unquenched by water?

  2. He longs to embrace sword-blades,

    yet fears the eyes of gazelles.

  3. Those shooting eyes—

    their arrow-fire has tormented my innermost parts.

  4. They revive souls, although indeed they

    surely sanction the shedding of blood.

  5. I have shed my tears

    for one stingy toward me in giving,

  6. after the beloved returned

    from union to estrangement.

  7. O he who sickens me with his coldness,

    never count upon my recovery.

  8. How can there be healing from passion

    when my illness has become my remedy?

  9. If the one I love were to live on,

    I would hope to remain alive.

Sol 5.6