1. Is there a lad who sings with me
Between the eyelids with the dark pupils?

2. He was with me but passion called him
He passed by the neighborhood and did not return

3. So if I call him by his name
Would he awake from his drunkenness or become conscious?

4. Alas! He will not regain consciousness after
The glance of the fawn-eyed one misguided him

5. So flow, tears of dripping, blood
And O virgins of the thicket, lament with me

6. And O breeze of the valley of grief
Pass your fragrance over my enclosure

7. And O little bird of the bending branches
For God’s sake, sing joy and roost

8. And O eye, if you cannot
Fulfill the duty of tears, do not sleep

9. An enchanting girl brought sorrow over me
And pointed out my resting place to insomnia

10. Woe to him from the fire of passion
Were it not for my tears, it would have burned my ribs

11. I spend the night herding the stars in a shelter
Where the dawn got lost and did not rise

12. I cannot find in it a trick
To protect my life from the hands of my death

13. Sometimes I cope with my torment with wishes
And sometimes my tears overwhelm me

14. Is there an end to longing?
Or is there a way back home?

15. Do not despair, O heart, over what is past
Suffering must have a relief