The King’s Daughter and I, by Rabbi Menacham Froman

You can see the original poem here.
You can see another translation and a discussion of the poem here.
And you can see more about Rabbi Froman here.









She saw him leaping, cavorting
Among lambs and kids.
She was stunned
And despised
Him in her heart. It opened to love,
She felt compassion,
She asked her father to make her his wife.

She saw him leaping, cavorting
With her, as a man among trembling doves.
She was stunned
And despised
Him in her heart. He revealed himself,
She felt compassion
For him, as an intimate couple.

She saw him leaping, cavorting
Among foreign mothers.
She was stunned
And despised
Him in her heart, which was hardened in her pain.
She felt compassion
To return to her father’s honor, to the royal garments.

He saw her, he cavorted, he danced
Before his God’s honor.
He was stunned
And despised
In his heart her heart’s rocky hardness.
He felt compassion,
But returned
To his kids, to his doves,
To the dancing, the leaping, of his loves.

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