NOTE: 22

19.

The ring was not [a fit] for my finger, ah! The beloved was not [pleasing] to my heart, ah! Vay, le, le, le, le, le, le, Vay, le, le, le, le. Tailor, may your fingers break! The jacket was not [a fit] for my stature. Goldsmith, may your arms break! The belt was not [a fit] for my waist. May the beloved's father die! The beloved was not [pleasing] to my heart.

19.

I utter an "Ah!", blood comes forth; Spring comes to my black heart. I have lost my beloved [yar], Who knows when [they] will come home?