1. Does passion help, or is it of use?
Or is there fault in one who weeps?

2. O demise of my heart, you've been absent from me,
So the night to me is without dawn.

3. I ransom him from an averter who has turned away,
No eye from him, nor trace.

4. He tortured me in his love, never
Leaving aught of me, nor letting be.

5. O eye, turn from me, for there is to me
No patience for tears or wakefulness.

6. And longing does what it desires
In a liver all wounds.

7. O shame of the full moon, ask me not
Of the tyranny of your salty glances.

8. In addition to the joy of day
From his beauty time is ever increasing.

9. A glance possessing spellbinding power
Does in reason what it desires.

10. His cheeks are like roses in bloom
That his glance picks, or nearly does.

11. And that smiling mouth
Its pearls and its parting of delight,

12. Or like what I said, juicy water
With which blooming meadows are watered.

13. O you who has the most wondrous attributes,
O branch, O association, O moon!

14. You went away, and there came not from you
A visitor, so hearing and sight felt lonely.

15. Were it not for the zephyrs of those places
My heart would have melted from thought.

16. O you who has traveled far away!
The winds brought tidings of you,

17. The zephyrs informed me, the meadow shook
And its flowers' fragrance wafted.

18. O sorcerer, above every sorcerer,
And who can describe his beauty?

19. A face like the radiant dawn,
The cloak of beauty he wraps around himself.

20. Like a garden wreathed with flowers
That his glance picks, if it picks.

21. Like the full moon on a night of serenity
Its brilliance shone forth and beamed,

22. Like the tender bough bending
The breezes shake its branches.

23. Who is for me with rouged fingers
And swaying coyness and charms?

24. Whose abandonment resembles time itself
Past and future and present.

25. In her my blamer lamented my condition
Then turned laughing and said:

26. A lover, and poor - God wants
An heir for one who loves coquetry.

27. So farewell, she who abandons or unites me,
A sorcerer has no suggestions to make.