1. O sun, though the sun has an eyelid
Your eyelid is the horizon, why did it disappear?

2. Is it that my fervent heart's intoxication
Made its flashes too hot to bear?

3. So compose yourself, for each person
Will attain what they intended, said the Prophet

4. Until when it's said he woke and saw clearly
That is the habit of the passionate

5. Then in his mind again crept
The memory of passion, watering passion's pact

6. A meadow, peerless since we were troubled by love
Its peer since we yearned and pined

7. Though the dove call not her mate, their sobbing
Will not the melodious rain call them both?

8. Whatever good or ill you wish, or union
Enough separation, join us through love!

9. Now his mood is downcast again
Yes, its bloom has faded and folded away

10. As if he did not sing yesterday, though
His song made me sing, and wouldn't relent

11. He pined, so if asked why I'm silent, say
His friends who made him sing have gone away

12. When I passed them, they'd patch the tatters
Of my being with joyful celebration

13. My life was good with them, except that
It flew with the wild geese towards passion