1. O our beloved ones, after our parting, how are you?

    My patience and my sleep have vanished since you left.

  2. You were ever people of affection and fidelity,

    but Time betrayed us, and so you too betrayed me.

  3. And I am in such a state that I cannot tell even part of it;

    in any case, you—how are you?

  4. Your lover complains of the burning anguish of longing,

    and you too would complain of it, if only you knew.

  5. Your captive, held in bondage—will you not set him free?

    May I be your ransom—what harm if you graciously set him free?

Sol 5.6