1. Take the hand of this weak slave out of kindness
For his bow and stirrups have wearied him

2. A stranger to the universe, his tomb lies desolate
And his banishment in the land of love has been so long

3. The blamers have judged him harshly and exceeded
So speak well of us in affairs, for that is his account

4. And return to him from yourselves an illuminated script
When his own book has been blackened by the suspicious

5. For by the life of love, you are the ascent of his heart
And the taste of your love is his food and drink

6. His days became too short, languishing for you
As his reproach in you, my beloved, grew long

7. The fire of you burned within his soul
And the clouds of his eyelids overflowed

8. He loved you as a child, as a youth, and grown
And in old age, his torment for you stayed sweet

9. If he died alive for you in the fold of his grave
And his dust roamed among graves, craving you

10. To you goes his way across the ages
To you comes his return through all eras