1. If your return is not to be found,
Send your spirit back to me.

2. O you who set ablaze the fires of anguish in
My heart, do not spend the night tortured.

3. Why are your sleepy eyelids blocking
The chilling indifference from my heart?

4. The swords' white blades refused
To punish your sinful lips' crime.

5. A kiss from you is nothing
But, oh what bliss for one who falls prostrate to it.

6. Glory to Him who gave you a gentle glance
That adorns hearts with longing and desire.

7. A glimpse, a flush—you see in others
Nothing but ugly blackness.

8. If you consent, my tormentor,
To my sleepless vigil, you have not granted rest to an eye.