O river that flows like my tears!
O river, impatient and restless like lovers!
Impatient, undecided, and restless you are,
Or are you like me, crazy?
There's no decision to make for you,
Perhaps you also have a beloved in your heart.
Oh, doesn't Zin and Mem's mournful call by their graves strike your heart?
O owner of my body and my soul's domain,
I am the garden, and you are the gardener.
Your garden is ownerless without you.
If you are not there, what are they good for?
The eyebrows, the eyes, the hair, what are they?
I will pull my hair strand by strand.
Then maybe you'll see me differently, my beloved.
