Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with best using. Why so? More we enjoy it, more it dies; If not enjoyed, it sighing cries, Hey ho.
爱情是一种疾病，充满了不幸，所有的治疗都拒绝;最易切割的植物，生长得最快，最贫瘠，利用得最好。为什么如此?我们越享受它，它就越死;如果不喜欢，它就叹息着叫，嘿嗬。