1. I was free, but became enslaved by yearning
For one whose love set me on fire

2. He has two halves of a rod and palm branch
Adorning his chest are two pomegranates

3. He whom I cannot see and who cannot see me
Has set up within my eyes an image of hopes

4. By my soul and his soul
Together through the unseen they converse

5. We are two people; if you look, we are one soul
And if you test, we blend together

6. So if I intend or he intends
Something that either began

7. It is synchronized, whatever comes from him or me
As if I told him and he told me

8. The flutters of the eyelids, we share
And the stirring of our bodies, we share