A part of me wept with me, About another.

It’s a part of Spain song , exactly from Andalusia culture , it begins with a short conversation between a water , and drunk lover said

Oh bearer of the cup,
Our laments are for your ears,
We called you, but you hear us not.

Many a drinking companion
have I loved for his friendly face.
And from his hands I drank wine!
When he awoke from his drunkenness,
he drew the wines kin to him and sat up!
Four time he served the wine to me, from four goblets
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Oh bearer of the cup,
Our laments are for your ears,
We called you, but you hear us not.
Why did my eye go blind at a glance?
By your side, it denies the light of the moon.
If you so desire, listen to my tale:
My eyes went blind, because they wept too long.
A part of me wept with me,
About another.
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Oh bearer of the cup,
Our laments are for your ears,
We called you, but you hear us not.
I possess neither patience nor endurance!
Why do they accuse me so much?
They reject the complaint under which I suffer.
My condition is lamentable: the weakness of despair and humiliation of passion … song link

On other hand , it talk by simply words to explain how can sensitive affection fight the reality with  advice of society to flee of love and start again…