Look at the world in all its glory;
its vagueness similar to an untold story...

Casting the body's vest aside
My soul into the boughs does glide...

How the ocean sounds,
how a rose smells...

When others think of love
They see happy couples...

A fly and a flea
Got caught in a flute...

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun,
Coral is far more red than her lip's red...

One day I wrote her name upon the sand
But came the waves ad washed it away...

How can this be?
Of all the feelings I feared...

The tusks that clashed in mighty brawls
of mastodons, are billiard balls...

As I walk through life
I wonder why I am here...

My hungry eyes through greedy covetize,
Still to behold the object of their pain...

Time passes without a glance, saving longing looks...