Her painted eyes have a double effect: One glance brings pain and the other cures. A single sneaky glance of her eyes Is more than half the pleasure of love. She looked, and dropped her head, And so watered the plant of love. When I look, she looks to the ground. When I don't, she looks and gently smiles! Without looking straight, She passes a slanting glance and smiles. They may speak like strangers, but the words Will soon reveal their intimacy. Words that look unfriendly and looks that look offending Are signs of love in disguise. Her gentle smile to my pleading look Adds beauty to her gentle nature. To look at each other as if they were strangers Belongs to lovers alone. When eyes with eyes commingle, What do words avail?