1. If you are of the captives of love unshackled,
Then let my body sin and let my killing weep.

2. Oh, may God destroy the watcher and the stander,
We wept for it while separation is deceived by laughter.

3. And the crows of resolve migrated when you gave tidings
Blaming the imminent separation.

4. So oh woe to the lovers whose blood
Flows passionately and is spilled easily.