Pleading eyebrows, intoxicating eyes!
When I first looked at you, I knew my heart was lost.
Do you remember that time in the west–
your billowing, cloudlike hair,
your best silk stockings, your lilac tongue?
You said to me, “When was I treated so well?”
But before the clouds and rain,
east winds blew everything away.
I’m grieving still,
but heaven doesn’t hear.
translated by Sam Hamill