1. O you with the piercing glance, who deceived you with tenderness
That you should oppress it unjustly without qualm?

2. My soul kept deluding me while it was heedless,
Until the darkness took hold of the heart's kernel.

3. A glance, if gazelles were like his glance
On the day of trial, would leave no pasture untouched.

4. He hinted to my heart and so it yielded to him,
Willingly, and left me perplexed, with no fuss.

5. So how can I make it up with him when the ropes
Of that slender-waisted one have got entwined?

6. The fire of his suffering would have melted my heart
Had I not been pouring my tears freely in streams.

7. Were it not for the beauties of Kazima's twisting strands,
Passion would have had no power over hearts.

8. Is there any hope of union with a fair one
Who could heal the sickness in a heart parted?

9. I spent the night tending the stars in the darkness
While each late night wanderer feared going astray.

10. It was as if its stars and the atmosphere were clouded
With mysteries peering out through openings.

11. A night whose obscurities bewildered, whose stars
Frustrated, and whose hours were protracted like arguments.

12. It was as if morning feared the night when it saw
Its darkness with impasses so did not emerge.

13. Would that the one who blamed me, his glare abated
And he refrained from foolish talk coarse and rude!

14. He reckons me crazy, that I'm frivolous,
And can barely see the flaw that is in it.

15. Spare me from blame if you're a prudent man,
For blame in love is accounted a transgression.

16. Never can the blame of critics reach
A heart commingled with the love of Allah's Emissary!

17. He is the Prophet but for whose guidance
I would be the most ignorant man on earth.

18. I am the one who, from desire for his meadow,
Yearns more ardently than a moaning sandgrouse.

19. My soul was aroused by his mention and gained new life,
And which rapt youth is not aroused by recalling yearning?

20. What tricks when my soul lacks patience
With separation and my cares lack solutions?

21. I cannot manage relief if I desire it
Or overcome what my soul has of needs.

22. If a man had power over his movements
He would go nowhere but to his place of joy.

23. So is there a way to hoped for unions
Or a relief from the straits of sorrows?

24. O Lord, by the Chosen One, grant me, though
My sins be great, a mercy without need for proof,

25. And do not abandon me to my soul, for my hands
Are tied and my dawn is not shining clear.

26. I have none but You, and You are the Helper when
The throngs press close on the day of crowded horror.

27. I have no hope left but in You, so do not
Cut off my hopes, for I fear my own distress.