1. O abode of the gazelle, it has become clear to me

    today that I have stormed a lion's den within you.

  2. I am troubled by the eyes I see in you,

    whose blackness has come to entice other eyes,

  3. and by ribs that came to you empty,

    then returned full of passion and sorrows.

  4. What does your gazelle want me

    to be, after I have become his slave?

  5. Whenever I say, 'My heart has recovered,'

    memory assails it, and it goes utterly mad.

Sol 6.1