1. With feverish spirit have I become accustomed
To days of intimacy, serene was its time

2. So by God leave me be, and weep not
If it is mentioned, O you who blame me for tears I have shed

3. For one love and another before it, for avoidance
For those are my duties in love, and my way

4. And my greatest reward is that I attain my wish
So how, when this is the state of my passion and ardour

5. Would you try to extract from me an attribute other than my attribute
And demand from me a creed other than my creed