1. You obeyed and went against desire and recollection
So you troubled a serene living, and it became troubled

2. To a bosom, if his heart preferred blame
And solitude made it desolate, so it could see

3. But it spent the night gloomy and yearning
Its longing insisted on it, so it became confused

4. And its heart flew from the intermediate separation
And it had become because of the memory of parting, birds