1. Do not remind me, for remembrance returns to me,
Habits I found in my early days,

2. And cure me with despair from you that benefits me,
Recovery with despair makes sickness forget hope,

3. Parting was good, so do not grieve over its destiny,
If you are bored, what makes you complain of my boredom,

4. The companion of love, does he not move on and change?
And the shepherd of love has no alternative,

5. Leave the nights of my homelands that blame me,
So do not busy my soul without work,

6. And restrain your tears, these tears tempt me,
The most bitter complaints to me are the tears of the oppressed,

7. They are the pearls that float in the eyelids, they only choose kohl as a place to swim,
If I were not a poet, I would have become jealous,

8. The pearls of tears, from them the pearls of poetry