1. With the spear of his charming stance he pierced me,
This delicate youth on the day of parting abandoned me,

2. And turned his arrows upon me at the abode of yearning
With a glance that slaughtered me without hesitating.

3. And from my tear ducts, tears flowed
Running down my cheeks in betrayal.

4. And my body became an unreal mirage
From the utmost separation it endured.

5. And the critic saw my emaciated body so he doubted
Me and this elegant one, and admonished me.

6. And he forbade his company to me and came with
The proof to permit dissolving our pact.

7. Oh what grief, will he prevent any consolation from me
When my beloved obeyed him and disobeyed me?

8. Far be it that he succeeds in what he wants and ends
What elevated my status in degradation.

9. It was I whom passion contracted the pact,
And called me to battle the critics.

10. So I began to penetrate the ranks and unleash
The fire of passion in the battle's inferno.

11. And alone in battle I defeated them all
With patience, not with a sword and spear.

12. But when the abode of yearning pained me intensely,
It led the critic to my hidden place.

13. Far be it that the firmness of my determination soften
Or that the reins of my resolve twist.

14. For seriousness has brought me bliss and the nights safety,
And the age's victory in assisting lovers.