1. If an image of you wished to speak
It would say that it is my image, for you are my beloved

2. The smiles of passion have my smiles
And the wailing of love contains my wailing

3. I drink the honey from its mouth eagerly
To cure my wounds and scars

4. I have wounded your heart with a wound
More beloved than my sins and wrongdoings

5. A free leap that makes it easy
For the sick to bite the face of the healer

6. Oh my patient, whose cure is in his hands
If he feeds on my tears and fragrance

7. Oh my patient, come for I am sick
My bed has lost its warmth

8. I spend the night and day sleepless
How sweet is the singing of my love's torment

9. I sang the revelation of your beauty so listen
The stranger may console the soul of a stranger

10. If you die you do not die, for the revelation is disgrace
It is the revelation of life and hearts