1. Why do I see sleep refusing my eyes
Did you know about my wakefulness after you

2. And why does the memory of you kindle fire in my liver
Is this how every young lover feels about the beloved's memory

3. O absent one, my passion for you does not diminish
And I could not avert what was destined

4. A drink for our days, however sweet they were
They are gone and I could not fulfill the pleasures in them

5. Grant sleep to my eyes, perhaps they erred
In slumber and saw an illusion of you

6. And entreat the wind, maybe the wind will carry
To the bereaved, news from your dwellings

7. O beloveds, by God, I did not live after you
With patience, and returning is best for the patient

8. I yearn for you with the yearning of a yearner toward a homeland
Whose nightingales were stirred by the morning breeze

9. A bereaved lover complains of separation to you
And separation has calamities that crack even rocks