1. I find you, o ring-necked doves
You've stirred a melancholy lover

2. Does it fool you, o ring-necked doves
That I do not sleep while you slumber?

3. That love has afflicted me so
I've become sickly while you stay the same

4. God has willed your place to be in peace
To one who longs and yearns for you

5. And even if you show tenderness, I'm in greater agony
Yet I confide while you proclaim

6. And I'm like you, except that
I lose my reason while you keep yours

7. By God, nothing but aversion and hate
I confide, and have always been sad and woeful

8. The diaries of lovers have made
All but Layla's diary fade

9. Once you were the most hoped for to me
And most capable of what you seek

10. Do not forget my heart's tremors
And my defiance of those who blame me