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Song for an Unreturned Lover
- How my heart hurts,
- for my lover's not here,
- and now what will I do?
- O ribbon for my hair,
- you will never be used.
- He's still in Castile,
- either dead – God help me! –
- or detained by the court.
- O bonnets he gave me,
- you will never be worn.
- Though I may seem content,
- I'm confused and upset,
- so now what, dear sisters?
- I'll gaze at myself
- no more, O mirror.
- These beautiful presents
- are from him, dear friends,
- I freely confess it.
- O fine buckled belts,
- you won't touch my waist.
[English version by Richard Zenith]
