1. Why do the slanderers care, and what's it to them?
The beloved has arrived with his ropes.

2. Just yesterday,
He was nearby with his mother watching me.

3. When the beloved draws near,
Those nights become my state.

4. And if the beloved asks his lover,
You'll see the affection is nil.

5. The beloved bid me peace,
My soul ransoms him and what's mine.

6. The beloved's figure and self
By God, are so dear to me.

7. I swore by the abundant poetry,
Its couplets and its rhymes,

8. That the beloved, to the right of me
Is his place and to my left.