1. Reason has been lost,

    As your musk, my gazelle, spread its fragrance.

  2. And separation has frightened me,

    And the Lord is your beauty’s guardian.

  3. And the lovesick lover has sold

    Himself; no strength remains to him.

  4. And the lovesick lover has obeyed

    Your glance, though it cuts him down.

Sol 6.1