1. Ask the night about my sleeplessness and insomnia
And ask about my passion, my tears that stream

2. It stirs in my soul such torment
Tears and sickness befall my body

3. His glances called me to the religion of youth
So my heart responded with love to its call

4. He blames my coyness in his love, if only he saw
His beauty one day, he would lament and weep for it

5. His cheeks are gardens, their fruits
Are only for eyes that come near to pluck them

6. He encompasses every description of surpassing beauty
To me he is an eye that flows eternally

7. Smooth-cheeked, his glances give me
A sword, his stature rising lofty from them

8. I reached anguish and sorrow when I cut
The ropes of the beautiful ship of patience

9. He has hurt my heart with indifference, so my tears' fires
Are lasting, and the tears are streaming

10. Oh my heart, how he has tortured you with aloofness
And fires of one whom you love like your fervor