1. The clouds of tears ever flowing down the cheeks
Say that the raven of separation croaks at dawn,

2. So I said: "Stain the night with your kohl,
To guide it wing to wing from it.

3. May its length dissuade separation from its resolve,
And the battle of parting end in peace."

4. Between the pearls of the cheek of the doe of wish
Are gashes that cannot be cured.

5. She of the soft life marked hers for protection
Openly with the edge of the tall spear.

6. Stop your soul from the fate of loss,
For he who fears not the fire will escape the flame.

7. How many a loving woman, deluded by love to desire,
Has pledged herself loss in seeking profit.