How mad the heart is; how difficult it is!
For no reason, it places faith in someone.
Whoever falls in love here will make life miserable...
How can anyone reason with it? Love heeds no advice.
What they call love, it alone understands what it does.
Lovers are drowned in the depths of passion.
In the solitude of love, all one finds is restless torment.
How can one touch the heaven's stars with one's hand?
How can a heart forget the words of its beloved?
Love's greeting gifts are agitation and loneliness.
Memories came to my heart and my eyes filled with tears.
Whoever falls in love here will make (his/her own) life miserable...
