1. O rider toward the bridge over to the island
With doves, verily, speaking is full of sorrows

2. Of the pronouncers, the hidden plural, and her cheek
Sufficient for men's needs, caring

3. Bear to the judge my greetings, and tell him
Indeed, since you grieved, my heart has been sad

4. And my inner self for missing its captive
Is captive in the hands of events, hostage

5. I try to conceal what sadness is in me
But a teeming sunset refuses and sorrows

6. To whom can I in life confide my secret
While my eyelid slumbers and tears betray

7. My time is stingy with trusted friends, and I
With my secret, am stingy toward the untrusted

8. Perhaps a time will unfold with joy
And a moment of fate will bring reunion

9. Indeed, let not the enemies see weakness in you
For fate is misery, you know, and soft

10. The greatest of your worries will be relieved
And the hardest times will become easy

11. Oh, would that I knew, am I time itself
Its companion, good faith my mate?

12. So I complain and it complains what is in my heart and its
Both of us trusting the intimate talk of a brother

13. And in some who show you affection
Is an enemy, when you expose him, evident

14. If distance changes love, the love of my father
Is an impregnable fortress within my heart

15. So the envious do not cease in gloom
Nor the gloating find rest for their eyes