My translation;
Dimples
I would not want to see you like this, my dear
Your hair, snow white; your face is pale
Years; they have filled your dimples
But they did not touch your eyes, my dear
Alas, how come they didn't have pity towards you, my dear
Who made your worth-to-be-kissed hands tired
Pains made your dreams rot
But they did not touch your eyes, my dear
i hope this helps, take care!