My dearest, loveliest, and belovedest,

Do not seize me with your eyes;

The one who holds my heart

Has squeezed it too tightly.

I am cursed, bounded, and condemned

to eat of your fruit.

You have built a cage for me,

and I am restless these many nights!

You speak tenderly to ear that has heard already

and softly to heart that has been captivated;

I weep at this wicked act:

Tying the chained man up!