1. Draw me near through your communication after your distance
That I may reap the fruits of your promise

2. And I ask little of our meeting
Yet I fear the ill of your rejection

3. The Merciful watered days we once drank
In them, at ease, on the roses of your cheek

4. And we kissed the ruby of your mouth a while
On a slender branch and bending bough of your neck

5. And we met good fortune for us in a palace
In its towers appeared the moons of your joy

6. We dragged in it the trains of intimacy
And we plucked its fragrance from your sweet scent

7. Beware that bliss is for less than a day
Of communion, and hell for less than your rejection