1. My heart is stung by the bite of separation
It cannot be healed even by a thousand healers

2. My malady has no cure but nearness
And the sweetness of union

3. Would that I knew when the veil of remoteness will be lifted
After proximity or its bond unbound

4. Then my ardour for the beloved will be assuaged
Through meeting, the best antidote

5. When the felicity of intimacy was revealed
Through affectionate approach of a gentle hand

6. O Lord, the nights that passed
With stars of daybreak rising for me

7. In gardens whose fruits my picking has plucked
In my mornings of blossoms and sipping

8. In the face of the best, most high being
Pure of soul, fragrant of nature

9. Desire of my soul, comforter of my sorrow
In my anguish, expanse for my constriction

10. From the beauty of that face has shone
The light of refinement and taste

11. We shed inhibitions yet
Fettered in liberation

12. Our charms were unveiled in the heaven of beauty
Passion in the springtime of youth enchanted me

13. Then we aspired when we comprehended symbols
Miraculous, whose knowledge the adepts forbid

14. And we reveled in the sanctum when
The Opener of gates unlocked them

15. And we drank from the wine of companionship a cup
Intoxicated by its limpid vintage

16. Then we were absent when we were distracted
From the pure wine of beauty by any other cup

17. We remained to send blessings and prayers
To the Beloved, the All-Determining Creator

18. And to His noble folk and companions
Who won perfection's race

19. The caravan did not march from a living intent
And passion for Hejaz in lovers