1. You granted it to me as a gift that cannot be denied
And you bestowed upon me a hand of great generosity

2. You were kind in my affection, and did not cease
To aid me in expressing it and support me

3. You saw my passion for the beloved, and did not stop
Helping me as much as you could, and making me happy

4. So when he became distant, I set up for his phantom
By my bed the snares of sorrow lying in wait

5. I said, does sleep show me your image passing by
While I am in what you avoid and seek?

6. While thus, he who you love appeared
And had gained more beauty beyond what you knew

7. They said, if beauty itself were worshipped
For the beauty it contains, it would be worshipped

8. Radiant, showing you night as dawn and smoothness
Whose morning face dims while still black

9. With a supple waist like a gently bending rod
That almost knots and bends from softness

10. And from the hands of the skilled beauty, marvels
At which souls stand in awe and sit

11. You found me, knowing that when I see him
I cannot control myself or show patience

12. So what you wanted was no use, and you showed me
His brightness and the musk shedding fragrance from him

13. A longing inclined me toward him
As the thirsty beast inclines toward the watering place

14. I complained to him of his aloofness with tears
At which the claim of love dies and bears witness

15. But he turned away unaffected, like a man whose need
Was not met, and whose hand returned empty