1. My love which I confess and its embers revive,
My hopes in the eternal abode and in this life,

2. My eyes with which I watch over those who love me,
My palms with which I pelt my enemies,

3. Shall I be patient from Yahya and fold up his union,
If turning away from him destroys me completely?

4. I concealed my love with all my strength and denied my capability,
Yet truth increased what I can deny.

5. Some people wish I were blind to youth,
Then may God make their eyes blind.

6. Why did they not sanctify God in their minds,
Nor shroud a dead or living person from among them?

7. They blame Yahya although if a blamer,
Saw his face, he would denounce blaming and be shy.

8. Oh my death, how many fault-finders have I disobeyed,
I see their misguidance as righteousness and their righteousness as misguidance.

9. How often has someone come to me backbiting you,
So I increased my love whenever he increased blaming you.

10. Shall I hear the reproach about you from one who blames me,
Then my ears have not heard anything after them at all.

11. How good is this life when you are at my side,
And if you are absent from my eyes, how ugly is this life.