English
What have you lost? What for do you cry day and night? Who has taken away your necklace? With tearful eyes, whose garland do you thread? Your throat seems suffocated; your voice does not articulate itself properly either. And yet, suppressing your emotions with both your hands, whose melody do you practice with all your heart? Who is that enchanter whose sweet flute snatched away the smile from your lips? Sitting on the balcony, with which thread of love and with what form and colour do you arrange your tresses?
