1. Is there in the cheek's softness doves and partridges,
Or did the slender waisted one pierce me with spears?

2. Had it not been for what was in my liver because of you,
They would have places and wounds there.

3. Why do their languid eyelids give me shelter?
I am sickened while they are in good health.

4. They ruined a day of intimacy with me so there is no
Hope of mending what they ruined.

5. Pretty women have exposed me to ignominy,
And they make fun of me for that reason.

6. And it is easy for the aloof beloved to scorn me,
While shunning me is permissible.

7. I clung to him full of yearning while he abandoned me,
And I was close to him while he avoided me.

8. It is a conceit which you'd think smells sweet,
While each one takes comfort in its corners.

9. I pretend to be happy while his hair's separation
From me is a night followed by dawn.

10. Cry over me, O youths, and mourn me,
For one like me deserves to be wept over.

11. Fever intensified on its inhabitants and my
Pillow and couch were over its sides.

12. They were hidden so neither the breeze passes by their abode,
Green, nor is the water of Uthayb cool.