1. The love we shared was a torment
Even if they cast stones between us

2. Our virtues we'd overlook
And aspire to righteous consciences

3. I resolve the knots of grudges whenever
The envious set cunning ropes for us

4. Days with no joyous union or affectionate bonds between us
Nor mother of purity though barren

5. Now the envious have disturbed us as they wished
And the whistling of the whistler has repelled us

6. As if that affection was but a dreamer's delusions
Or the jest of a night companion

7. When have I ever abandoned a beloved friend
Thereby losing the sights of my eyes

8. And so I weep for your companionship as
The doves wept for the early spring

9. Alas! After it you'll not find the like of me
With merchandise and goods for sale

10. Don't cast aside your boon companions
For the eye stays not without eyelids

11. I never thought the dye of our love
Would change with the days gone by

12. Had I been wary of that, I'd have protected it
With my pains and efforts

13. But every strange and wondrous thing
Is the work of this confused, circling time

14. If you insist on estrangement, you'll find
Naught but the reproach of the departed beloved

15. And if you decide to separate, its requital from me
Is the reward of a penitent from the Forgiver

16. Until you see the clouds of reunion bringing back
That rubble, withered meadow now flowering

17. Verily the boughs, their handsome shape returns
After they bent from the shaking winds

18. You know that when regions quake
And words roar, thoughts dim

19. Between my lips and melodies - a few
That mocked the clatter of the surging waves

20. I control my words, gathering their pearls
From the depths of a fecund sea

21. When I scatter, the touch of an orator scatters
When I compose, the eloquence of a poet rises high

22. Of steeds I have the virtue, every noble breed
I always saddle for the rider's supplies

23. How many watering holes have bared their drink for me
I startled and disturbed them with my wells

24. If my sword sheath wore out, my blades did not
If defamed, my vision was not

25. My steeds arrive first in contests
Others' trail behind in the tenth rank

26. The hearts of the learned's gatherings
Are filled by me and the ignorant wanderer

27. If some people find fault in me
The beauty is not marred by criticism's flaws

28. Had there not been in my heart's core a seed
I'd have diverged some of my treasures from you

29. And said this is not the first covenant-breaker
Nor the first betrayer

30. But you've won such a place in my heart
You've become the nurtured son of a prosperous home

31. It's in my nature, though time be unjust
That I don't reproach the stumbling man