Many men have loved the bells
You fastened to the rein
And everyone who wanted you
They found what they will always want again
Your beauty lost to you yourself
Just as it was lost to them
Oh take this longing from my tongue
Whatever useless things these hands have done
Let me see your beauty broken down
Like you would do for one you love
Your body like a searchlight
My poverty revealed
I would like to try your charity
He asks to imitate a gesture for an object of love, to show him her beauty in a way only a beloved might see it, clarifying that he knows the one he addresses is not in love with him, and he wants her anyways.
Take This Longing