Translated into English by Lawrence Schimel
She wanted to reach the golden line of the horizon
to make a bow from it. She charged all her suitors
to bring it back for her, but out of all of them, only one
returned. He brought her the horizon, but he warned the princess
that if she used it to adorn herself with, she would become
as unreachable and lonely as the horizon itself. But she,
accustomed to being surrounded by servants and suitors,
had never felt alone, and thought loneliness wouldn’t be much of anything.
Thus she looked at him, mockingly, and put it on. Then she indicated
that he should approach, in order to give her appreciation for the gift
with a kiss, but he could no longer see her.