1. O breezes blowing from the land of Babylon
By the right of passion, carry my messages

2. To the best of companions, my heart is infatuated with his love
With it my worries are complete and my mind confused

3. And I said to him: O light of my heart and my vision
You have departed with my heart, while passion does not depart

4. And you have separated what is between the eyelids and their sleep
And connected what is between me and my loves

5. Indeed in the deserts of Murayt are dwellings
For our loved ones, honor them over other dwellings!

6. And in them is she whom my heart is infatuated with her love
And how many questioners have gained nothing from them

7. Her attachment to the past without passion
Has today preoccupied her from all preoccupations