1. The gloom of despair has surrounded me,
There are stars of hope shining in it.

2. Finally, clouds of worries came,
Those clouds concealed those hopes.

3. I saw nothing but intense darkness,
I saw nothing but accumulated gloom.

4. Oh, what a night it was!
Its horrors narrowed the paths for me.

5. It was so long until the false dawn of my hopes
Appeared on the horizon.

6. I say to my eyes when their tears dried up,
"Have you held back when calamities overwhelmed us?"

7. Those whom I love have disappeared from my sight,
As if they were stars that had set.

8. I didn't expect that after a while
Tears would dry up like that from you, my eyes.

9. Your stillness, O my eyes, when sorrow has fallen
On what was not promised to them is not fitting.

10. I blame you, O my eyes, for this long stillness,
I am not pleased with you, O eye, after them,

11. Because you didn't do your duty.
When my heart came back to me after wandering,

12. And their lovesickness and yearning left,
I entrusted you, O heart, to follow them,

13. So tell me, O heart, why did you come back?
I asked you, O my heart, about the reason

14. That made you come back - I'm surprised by your return.
Why do you kneel down trembling and changing?

15. Why are you staring silently without answering?
Did you come to console me because I'm sad,

16. Because I'm in anguish and I'm disappointed?
It spoke in a voice whose strings were shaken by sorrow,

17. My tribulations amplified its echo:
"I followed them until they lay in graves,

18. And dust from the soil concealed them from me.
I stood at the graves where they disappeared,

19. I called but no voice answered my call.
So I came back to tell you the situation -

20. It hurt me, so order me to do what you want.
And my opinion is that we should go together to their graves."

21. So I said: "O heart, your opinion is right."
"You were right, O heart, in what you suggested,

22. I have purposes between those graves.
Walk ahead of me to guide me to them,"

23. So we walked while yearning accompanied us.
When we arrived, my eye was saddened to see

24. Graves there which time had obliterated.
Lines of graves arranged in order

25. Like a scribe lining up a title in the stone.
Graves in which charming companions slept,

26. And in their sides the loved ones slept.
There my soul overflowed with agony of love,

27. And I said, addressing those graves:
"Here, charming gazelles have disappeared,

28. So what did those charming gazelles do?
What did those conversations do in the soil?

29. What did those loved ones do in the dust?
To whom do their eyes gesture there today?

30. And those eyebrows - where are their gazes?
Their palace towers used to be landmarks,

31. So where did those landmarks come under fire?
Every day they sought clothes

32. Whose beauty manifested what suits them.
But today, those demands ended for my misery

33. With a garment of shrouds instead of clothes.
They were like flowers of spring in their prime,

34. So what were the consequences for those flowers?
The hand of fate snatched them from my life

35. As a robber snatches a threaded necklace.
There my eyes streamed with tears,

36. They are bracelets on my cheeks.
There, in my sincerest devotion,

37. I wished that death would come near.
I looked at my heart, and it was next to me,

38. Melted from extreme sadness.
The melting of the heart spilled over,

39. So I poured it over the grave of my beloved who was absent.
And I found solace in myself like a temple

40. Whose side collapsed, then another side.
My determination left me due to my terrible fate,

41. It distanced itself from me in desolation while fleeing.
I complained to the days, fate, and wealth,

42. And I said to them: "I blame you!"
The world became desolate to me, as if its homes -

43. Though they were palaces - were ruins in my eyes.
I stayed until the night came crawling,

44. And darker than it in my eyes were the sides.
So I returned to my house, and in the depths of grief

45. Was a devastating blaze of burning sorrow.
I have no one to advise me or console me

46. In my affliction, no heart to accompany my being,
Except a soul in my chest that echoes me -

47. That, for the whole night, comes and goes.
Death will smile at me as if it is

48. A lover comforting me or a friend watching me,
And it will take me before the dawn and its rise,

49. So I will be saved from the grief that oppresses me.