A Girl's Feats
   The girl with the purple cloak, 
   she won't be confirmed for a man for a long time. 
   [It would be] difficult for me to sleep a wink 
4   even if God himself sang a lullaby. 
   Ash has covered eight hearths, 
   oh, black Sleep! Where are you? 
   I am sleepless (the lock is a wound), 
8   I'm familiar with sleeplessness tonight. 
   It is I who holds a number of thoughts 
   (it's forever foolish) about something that is not mine 
   (the pain of anger) even though I shan't have it soon 
12   (it would be naïve to seek it), 
   namely (a girl forbids me) 
   a rendezvous with a girl who kills poets. 
   [It's] mad for a handsome poet of good stock 
16   to think of having her; she is faultless. 
   [She's] generous at home as regards pouring flowing wine, 
   a seagull's colour, ungiving [regarding] a [lovers'] meeting.
		  
   She knows of preventing a man from having a successful tryst,
		  
20   of a dark eyebrow, she has caused me sadness. 
   Generous regarding gold at her splendid feast, 
   ungiving regarding a rendezvous, modest gem. 
   Humble and meek of deed [in going] to a mead cell, 
24   slothful to a careful[ly arranged] distant meeting. 
   Innocent in playing with a lukewarm man, 
   discourteous with the lean man who loves her. 
   Generous regarding the respect which I don't seek, 
28   a miser as regards the message of passion. 
   Openly she keeps without guile 
   her gaze on a man, she is like Eigr. 
   [She is] a poet's unfrivolous flawless poem, 
32   of good fame, not haughty in speech; 
   with Dyfr's appearance, and in my opinion [she is] my world, 
   not great her haste to an inn; 
   [with] a modest appearance [in front] of men, 
36   not whispering [about love], of good repute; 
   genial offering dinner, 
   angry towards her love-messenger, if he comes; 
   her noble lord [is] fierce 
40   to the men of the world, a splendid life. 
   There was never, there is not in our age, 
   there never will be anyone like her. 
   There is no-one as proverbial 
44   in our country as she is herself: 
   very generous, from the stock of a judge, 
   serving a feast, a country's sun, 
   noble, splendid, 
48   narrow of eyebrow, a beautiful girl, 
   winning praise, dear, 
   of good growth, wise and modest, 
   very chaste of nature, 
52   a gentle girl, of very good civility. 
   The moon of a host nurtured my betrayal, 
   of a fine body, quiet and wise and with black eyebrows. 
   A Tegau of shining wisdom, 
56   she was fairer than anyone.