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Sleep is forbidden to us, yet he rests

ุญุฑู… ุงู„ู†ูˆู… ุนู„ูŠู†ุง ูˆุฑู‚ุฏ

1. Sleep is forbidden to us, yet he rests
And afflicts us with his love, then is aloof

ูก. ุญุฑู‘ูŽู…ูŽ ุงู„ู†ูŽูˆู…ูŽ ุนูŽู„ูŽูŠู†ุง ูˆูŽุฑูŽู‚ูŽุฏ
ูˆูŽุงูุจุชูŽู„ุงู†ุง ุจูู‡ูŽูˆุงู‡ู ุซูู…ู‘ูŽ ุตูŽุฏู’

2. O crescent moon, beauty of the cheek, O soft
Twig, languid glance, O straight rod

ูข. ูŠุง ู‡ูู„ุงู„ุง ุญูุณู†ูŽ ุฎุฏู‘ ูŠุง ุฑูŽุดุง
ุบูู†ุฌูŽ ู„ูŽุญุธู ูŠุง ู‚ูŽุถูŠุจุงู‹ ู„ูŠู†ูŽ ู‚ูŽุฏู’

3. In the valley I have for you a longing that
Is in my heartโ€”let me not despair

ูฃ. ุจููˆุงุฏูŠ ู„ูŽูƒูŽ ุจูุงู„ุดูŽูˆู‚ ุงู„ู‘ูŽุฐูŠ
ููŠ ููุคุงุฏูŠ ู„ุง ุชุฏูŽุนู†ูŠ ู„ูู„ูƒูŽู…ุฏู’

4. I'm not content with my time, nor do I see
From you a beauty I see in no other

ูค. ู„ูŽุณุชู ุฃูŽุฑุถู‰ ุนูŽู† ุฒูŽู…ุงู†ูŠ ุฃูŽูˆ ุฃูŽุฑู‰
ู…ูู†ูƒูŽ ุญูุณู†ุง ู„ุง ุฃูŽุฑุงู‡ู ู…ูู† ุฃูŽุญูŽุฏู’