1. His heart fled from love, so he escaped
After plunging into passion's turbulent seas

2. Neither did dawn's radiance adorn him
Nor did night's darkness cloak him

3. He who weeps for an hour may be excused - but what of one
Who wept at the ruins of their abode in distress?

4. This agony - it was passion that ignited
His heart, and the wine of desire was not diluted

5. How then did his burning love become cooled
And find relief after such torment?

6. Do not trust me to return
To one who schemed this love before us both

7. O doe of the wilderness who was wounded
By an arrow - did you carry a howdah or saddlebags?

8. The full moon in its phases
Passed by Bayha and 'Usfaan and 'Amjaa

9. The bow twanged as the arrows flew
Whistling, equipped with fine feathers

10. Is this not the same weapon, wrought
By David's hands, which he carefully crafted?

11. My tears were water, but turned into blood
Did old age change and renew their nature?

12. And the fire in my heart that purifies
Kindled at night by lamps' dispersed flames

13. Would that he who strung pearls on
My branch had left the sabja in its place

14. O turner of night into day, is it not
Time for dawn to turn night to radiant day?