1. O you who closes his eyelids, what made you
Become cold to a lover of your beauty?

2. And O slender-waisted one, what led you
To torment a passionate desirer of your intimacy?

3. Punish me as you wish, my gazelle,
But not with coldness, the gloating of the envious.

4. Bestow on me a day of union with you, my afflicted one,
May my Lord bestow you upon me forever.

5. Why do you spurn me when I have no fault?
And my heart has no other love but you, by the right of the One who created you, whom you love,

6. Let me kiss your hem once.
I have no more patience for being turned away,

7. And my patience for you has run out from this yearning,
And I have no craving but for you,

8. And can my eyes behold any but you?
I have deprived my eyes of sleep in the nights,

9. And said, perhaps this would please him.
O can you see your coldness towards me as a duty?

10. So who should I blame, O Rasha, for killing me?
I beseech you by God, grant me a respite,

11. And be a companion to me, O my hope!
What you see of my leanness is enough

12. To protect one like you from it.