1. If not for dispelling the departing turmoil,
My passion for you would not have departed.

2. No, never will I ignite within my essence,
A blazing flame from my overflowing tears.

3. It is a separation that left you hostage,
To youthfulness, crying for the gleaming gaze.

4. Especially when the yearner spends the night,
Choosing a glance from a fleeting eye.

5. And stays up out of joy, with my heart clamoring,
The singing bird of Duhann chirping loudly.

6. And sings the mellifluous traits, if only
The full moon emerged and said “You have exposed me!”

7. Woe to him from its glances that lavish the intoxication,
Obeying within me every intrusive ogler.

8. How long will this aloofness and rejection last,
My dear, and the scent of musk within you diffusing?

9. Show me some compassion, just a sigh,
Its red embers between my wings.