Translation talk:Catullus 51

Free translation:

That man to me seems equal to a god

More than a god if that's proper to say

And then, across from you sitting, intense

He repeatedly watches and hears you

Sweetly laughing which destroys my senses.

In my wretched condition, at once now

I understand you, Lesbia, and there's

Nothing beyond me, and there's nothing I

Wouldn't do, but my tongue becomes useless,

Pain like flame travels down my weakened limbs,

Ears ring with a sound of their own making.

And I black out, my eyes covered in night.

Idleness, Catullus, is why you're troubled.

You have nothing to do, Catullus,

And that's your problem. Through easy living

You run around in excessive good cheer.

Easy living has destroyed kings of old

And their rich, prosperous cities as well.

Shouldn't there be some note that line 8 was lost and is not actually known (what is in the parenthesis is simply a guess)?