1. The wound has healed, though it was deep,
My heart is full, though empty it did seem,

2. The malady of love has come to me,
After it went, and I thought I was free,

3. Why does its sighing disturb me so?
Whenever the breeze blows, or the clouds gather,

4. And when lightning flashes in the sky,
Tears overcome me and begin to flow,

5. And when I see the rising full moon,
I think it is the one that's gone, back too soon,

6. For a time I lived most happily,
At ease, content, and fancy free,

7. Not knowing sorrow, until I spied,
Would I had not seen those eyes so wide!

8. With but a glance, if they chose to smite
A solid rock, it would feel their might.

9. How can his eyes not wound my heart?
When swords are drawn, they're meant to kill.

10. She who gazes on the eyes of the beloved
Will never die except by them, eyes that enthral.

11. You blame passion, though it is no sin,
When his glances, like swords, are meant to win.

12. Spare me your blame, for God's sake,
The sword preceded excuse or mistake.

13. Woe to my heart in love with the disdainful one,
Unjust in his decrees, though just he'd seem.

14. Why burden me with more than I can bear?
Does he think my heart is devoid of care?

15. He says he will lead me where he will go,
And for lovers he's become an example!

16. O you who scorn me, not for an error
Or weariness, but with casual acclaim.

17. By the one whose sidelong glance has stolen
The kohl from the eyes of the wild gazelle,

18. By the myrrh whose bending form has robbed
The tender branch of the gum that it sobbed,

19. O my friend, without cause you have wrought
Grief in my heart that you hadn't before.

20. Will you be with me or leave me in sadness?
Have you been called to wrongdoing and madness?