1. The serenity has become turbid,
And the agony of separation has increased,

2. My states change,
Except for your love that never changed,

3. It wouldn't have harmed him, had it been first,
Or the misery would have brought me back, had it been more valid,

4. O you, the delicate branch,
Your love preoccupied my mind and deceived me,

5. My visits to you have increased,
Or else my passion for you is more,

6. And perhaps my days will be,
Facilitated in facilitation,

7. So I see glory and nights,
Have prevailed and weakened the most powerful,

8. Inclining away from you, even if they prevail,
You did, and the stricken is excused,

9. What can I profess to you, O Abû Hassân,
And you are more knowing,

10. I praise you without what,
You are praised with and mentioned,

11. Knowing that your equal in,
What the two authorities have said, is most famous,

12. Forbearing in nature and hands,
When their forbearance is difficult.