1. My body aches, and your love keeps me awake
Since the sickness of your glances makes me sick

2. Those eyelids refuse the disease
A disease in which lies the health of beauty

3. Do you see them mixed with any sickness?
Or do you see them like a dream vision

4. Or do you see the humiliation of passion has mixed with them
So she complains of the injustice of the passionate lover

5. No blame lies on the intoxicated wine-pourer
For what his cheek shows of wine

6. If he saw the watcher's negligence one day
And his glances gestured with peace

7. Either renew its fetters with words
You've possessed me since possessing me, o people

8. So you are the Master of mankind
You are my Master beyond them, and they

9. Are my slaves, and passion is the slave of love