1. My friend, from your injustice I am the forbearing one
And my heart in loving you is sincere

2. My eyes from your beauty are in delight
And my heart from your injustice in it is hell

3. To how much longer will I be tortured by you unjustly
If only you were aware of what I face

4. And how much I called my heart away from it
But it said, your love O lovers

5. So be like your exalted name, forbearing
For Abraham, woe to him, was forbearing