1. My body's elements were not afflicted by
The onslaught of illnesses, until it overtook them.

2. How could they not be, when my heart exhales with sighs,
And the eyes of the gazelle quench their magic from the rainwater.

3. From its illness, my body has rejected treatment, so I do not
See my heart accepting doses of remedy.

4. If Galen had examined this sickness, it would have defeated him,
And Luqman would say that treating me was futile.

5. How can there be healing, when the one I love left me?
Alas, ardent love is an endless sea.

6. The doctor came to treat me, so I said:
Leave off your medicine, do not tire yourself in vain.

7. Medicine and recovery have avoided and shunned me,
Prevented by the deeds of passion.

8. Medicine and physicians are useless for a burning heart,
And the eyelids overflow with tears.

9. If you doubt the passion and longing within me,
Then feel my pulse, for it is the just witness.

10. He said to me after feeling the pulse, alas:
If its symptoms are severe, the disease is fatal.