1. The night was not enough separation for Layla
When it built up and my sighing for her increased

2. She preoccupied my heart and went
To the judge of love to complain about me

3. So I said have mercy on the hopeful one, she said
No, it's because of my kindness and the blackness of my eyes

4. Stop complaining about the matter of love and be patient
Is there any mercy in love, O mother of mine?