1. My longing has set my inner self aflame
And kindled the embers of my passion and torment

2. When asked about the outpouring of my eyelids and confusion
My tears flowed from the separation of my beloved

3. Thus my days turned pitch black like my nights
A gazelle of beauty who was not magnanimous

4. To a passionate lover except for the tyranny of love and its struggle
My night narrated a tale of her departing tents

5. So it was prolonged until her morning shone upon me
And my youth was visible in the greyness of my hair

6. A seducer to lovers, she came robed in black
And wanted to turn the meadows green

7. With a rose whose cheeks invited me to yellowness
So wonder not if my tears flowed red

8. And ask not about the outpouring of my tearful eyes
She has captured my liver and bound it tightly

9. With the rope of her love from which escape is hopeless
So who can release the gathered ends of her glances?

10. She deserted me when her separation painted me
And increased the exile of my prolonged estrangement

11. Those true of faith have been kind and forgiving to me
And sympathized now that I have left my encampment and dwellings

12. And since the days have ruptured every hopeful
I grew certain that joy will shine through

13. Because my sorrows have heavily burdened me