1. Do hearts have salvation through eyes,
Or not, for their solace is unobtainable.

2. The souls of those in love have strived for
What cannot be attained, while souls are greedy.

3. How is the path to obtain the secrets
Whose glances wound with arrows of the hunter?

4. The cheeks of the beauties have sweet discourse,
Pleasant is their speech, and waists are delicate.

5. They wound us with glances, though for us
There is no retribution for their wounds.

6. She who lacks patience without seeing him
Has a camel wasting away in the wilds and thickets.

7. Alone he guides his riding beast at dawn,
Refusing the caravans a guide.

8. A tear in the horrors of night, armored,
In an ocean where each billow is a diver.

9. So the desolation of your heart is inhabited
By those you love who have left it desolate.