1. My tears called to weep blood, and called me,
Yet my affair and state are other than what you see of me.

2. My body called to take on its own illness,
While my heart burns with pounding.

3. It called me, and my heart melts with love,
While my gums are worn down by my teeth.

4. Not all who cry from longing are lovesick,
Nor all who complain are suffering from love.

5. My heart and the nightingale have met,
While my eyelids and drowsiness are separated.

6. God has ordained that I live with love and passion,
So love and the soul have become harmonized.

7. So do you two, my friends, have any way
To counter what He has ordained and carried out?