Hear the (midnight) lamentations concerning the miserable woman among the rocks. The white-footed deer have heard them and they do not sympathise with her in the wilderness but even after her death they would lament her and exclaim that the grief of the afflicted woman had made them beside themselves with distress.

See, the mountains mourning this maid!
For her the deer's weep in waste,
Wandering they cry "the dead one gave death like distress to us."

See, the miserable is being mourned even by mountains,
White-footed harts are crying over her death,
And exclaiming agitatedly; 'Her death is killing us.