I opened for my lover

but my lover had left; he was gone.

My heart sank at his departure.

I looked for him but did not find him.

I called but he did not answer.

The watchman found me

as they made their rounds in the city.

They beat me, they bruised me;

they took away my cloak,

those watchman of the walls!

O daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you-

if you find my lover,

what will you tell him?

Tell him I am faint with love.