1. I thought well of him, had he not wronged me,
And that he does not regard the right of loving me.

2. He did not distract me from him, whatever distracted him,
Rather, patience tasted sweet to me when I was made to drink it for him.

3. His virtues overlooked his wronging me in my eyes
To the point that his misdeeds seemed good to me.

4. This is your lover whom longing has bloodied his innermost being,
So how can you deny that his sufferings make you bleed?