Commands
(France Preseren)

That I dare not, you have bidden,
Touch your hand so dear to me;
See then, O my lovely maiden,
How obedient I can be.

That I dare not, you have bidden,
Speak again of love to you;
See then, O my lovely maiden,
To your bidding I am true.

That I must not, you have bidden,
Any more pay court to you;
See then, O my lovely maiden,
How my passion I subdue.

That I must not, you have bidden,
When I see you, turn your way;
See then, O my lovely maiden,
How your orders I obey.

Lastly, you have also bidden,
I must cease to think of you;
Know then, O my lovely maiden,
That is what I cannot do.

Change my poor heart for a neighbour's
Or endure till it grows cold -
Until then vain are your labours,
Since your image I must hold.