Sol 5.6

  1. My heart has forsaken delight and joy

    ever since that gazelle crossed my path.

  2. I have gone on drinking my evening draught from my eyes,

    and from his dusky lips became a drinker at dawn.

  3. In the darkness I am reminded of his dwelling places

    whenever lightning gleams and a bird breaks into song.

  4. And mine is a heart steadfast against passion,

    never wounded save by the cheeks of the fair.

Sol 5.6