There is pleasure in longing for the beloved and delight in the pain it causes; O counselors, there is no way to escape from this love.

Here, the poet embraces the intoxicating paradox of love, where longing brings pure bliss and even heartache feels deeply sweet. The counselors and moralists keep urging the lover to turn back and protect their heart, but the poet gently brushes them aside. After all, when suffering transforms into the soul's greatest delight, why would anyone ever search for an escape?