1. If I broke a pact or severed a bond
I did not bear aloft prey or plunder

2. A king's worthless son, it suffices me to see
The gift guide you and misguidance lead aright

3. If you wish, you guide the youth to his death
Imagine him, a tender branch swaying gently

4. My friends blame me for my love of a friend
I unleash my enemies against him like warriors

5. I sharpened Indian steel against him
As fates ground their blades with grinders

6. Brother of the full moon, must I wield my sword?
Does calling you a tyrant appease you?

7. And send forth swarms of tears, imagining them
Galloping steeds charging down his cheek

8. I increase the water of your eyes in you
The eyes of creation overflow his cheeks like a stream

9. I gathered for myself lasting sorrow and as long as
I shortened my tears upon my eyes intentionally

10. You ruined my gaze by distance from you
And alarmed my heart by nearness to you

11. You cast flames into my entrails, igniting
A blaze between my ribs with tinder

12. And I have not ceased being in two states from which
I saw no escape, nor while I live, turning from you

13. Either I spend my youth madly in love with you
Or I attain my wish and desire from loving you

14. An enemy, so I attain the spirit after you or complain
You see me every moment in life an enemy

15. When the night converses with my heart once
I call him to return to love so he returns

16. God be yours! Is there any need with you requiring
Fulfilment, even if you were to fulfil it forcefully?

17. Nor after intimacy did I cease visiting you
I laid out the fragrant wood as a bed

18. And did the bed partner me last night roughly?
Making the thorns its pillow and mattress?

19. And tears of passion will not quench the heat in my mind
Except the saliva, fresh from your mouth, like cold water

20. Whoever sheds a tear for you trails it
Alone, no doubled or solitary tear

21. And even if hosts visit the tomb, I am not
One to question, though my heart rages and exceeds

22. And whoever laments the lofty one with a bridge
Then I lament the bridge and heart

23. This is the house with the moons shining in it
The moons of the sky multiplied in number

24. Beyond it no house of longing or pleasure
Nor a wish fulfilled or clouds rained a land

25. My gathering dispersed and companions are gone
Watered by the drink driving them away gradually

26. I gathered for it from me a flowing tear
I will water its shoots and seedlings with weeping

27. And the coat of my grey camel as if
I had cast a carpet across its shoulder

28. Then nothing preoccupied me but bending with my tears
Struggling against my soul's passions with all my might