I have the Amnon Sickness, call Tamar to me
For my passionate desire is trapped in her net
My friends, my companions, I beg, bring her to me
I plead of you only one request to be met
Adorn her with a tiara and decorate
Her with jewels, and a glass of wine in her hands set
Let her come and pour into me, perhaps put outÂ
My heart’s fire that throttles my flesh that trembles yetÂ
You can find the original Hebrew poem here, if you really wanna appreciate what I did.