1. How much humiliation we have tasted,
And found in our humiliation,

2. The fire of ardent love,
In which we knew no peace.

3. When passion took hold of us,
Could you know how we were?

4. For when the soul rules,
It is a steady flame, beyond compare.

5. My beloved, the night has stilled
The only wakeful thing between us.

6. Neither has the darkness healed my wound,
Nor the dawn brought remedy.

7. Passion was not gentle with me,
Nor cruel with you.

8. We have become targets for archers,
However they wished to aim at us.

9. So I swear by God, we knock
On the temple of love, both of us.

10. One hour we weep over the cup,
And complain of him who pours for us.