When I walk all alone in the street
People stop and stare at me
And look for my whole beauty
From head to feet
And then I taste the slight yearning
which transpires from their eyes
and which is able to perceive from manifest charms
to most hidden beauties.
So the scent of desire
is all around me,
it makes me happy!
And you, while knowing,
you shrink from me?
you don't want to express your anguish,
but you feel as if you're dying!