“Galaknan peleyi mata vedunu gindarê
Vilaknan pireyi nẹt kandulu enasẹrê
Malak vat pudami numba namata rubarê
Tikakkat neḋda matatibunu âdarê.
(If I were a stone my passion’s heat would have split me.
If I were a pond my weeping tears would have filled me.
O my darling, I shall offer a flower to your memory.
Is there nothing left of your old love for me).