1. O heart, patience and confession for what you see
And O love of her, accept what you are destined for

2. By my life, for the one whose bedfellow you are at night
Among people, beds were not chosen over you

3. Those are the traces of Layla's shrine gone faint
And for the separated lover a grief persists contending

4. If there was nothing left but passion, it would suffice
The passion of burning embers tucked in ribs

5. Elusive Layla, and did not shorten the distance
With union or firm pledge, so the hopeful despairs

6. His day lasts as long as the besotted’s day
And she rocks him to sleep among the sleepers

7. Except for her, so my night is like my day, and rather
Among the dying, graves are divided between us

8. And were it not for the heart’s hope that affection may soften
Among them it would not have carried ribs

9. For it undulations after Layla like
Flashes of lightning in clouds, glowing

10. My day is people’s day, until when night falls
The beds tossed me towards you

11. I spend my day in talking and in wishes
And at night grief and worries bring me together

12. And a cordiality toward you was bred in my heart
As cordiality bred in the two palms

13. God refused that the well-guided remain unrequited
Indeed, every matter predetermined will happen

14. They both deserted me, relying on each other
A heart and an eye, time has made it tearful

15. When we exhaust tears at night
Our appointment is a sunbeam rising at dawn

16. And for love there are signs that manifest in the young man
Pallor, and hands withdraw from the pillows