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Traduzione di A.S. Kline

Sad Catullus, stop playing the fool, and let what you know leads you to ruin, end. Once, bright days shone for you, when you came often drawn to the girl loved as no other will be loved by you. Then there were many pleasures with her, that you wished, and the girl not unwilling, truly the bright days shone for you. And now she no longer wants you: and you weak man, be unwilling to chase what flees, or live in misery: be strong-minded, stand firm. Goodbye girl, now Catullus is firm, he doesn’t search for you, won’t ask unwillingly. But you’ll grieve, when nobody asks. Woe to you, wicked girl, what life’s left for you? Who’ll submit to you now? Who’ll see your beauty? Who now will you love? Whose will they say you’ll be? Who will you kiss? Whose lips will you bite? But you, Catullus, be resolved to be firm.

Sorrowfull Catullus, give not one more thought, what ended at last, believe it, has ended. There was a time when day shine for you when you went after her whom you loved like none before. There, where your amorous flings which you longed for and she grant you, did days shine gleaming for you! But she now at last disdains you: do as her, desolate, and don’t pursue who flees you, nor live miserably. Bear and endure it with willful mind. Farewell, my love, Catullo now stand high, he won’t seek you, won’t yearn for you, but it’s you who will grieve, no longer desired. You’ll languish, foul woman! What will be of your life? Who’ll run to you? For whom will you be beautiful? Who will you love? Whose will they say you are? Who will you kiss? Whose lips bite? But Catullus, adamant, don't give in.