1. My heart is wounded by your eyes,
And I am deprived of sleep because of them.

2. I am distraught by your harsh heart,
Between illness, depression, and pillows.

3. My mind has erred, never once
Has it been rightly guided except by you.

4. My eyes have sinned against your innermost being -
Oh! What agony my heart endures from my eyes!

5. Why are my nights that I loved you
Oblivious to love, estranging intimacy?

6. Is it because love, in your view,
Is merchandise for sale in a depressed market?

7. Whenever love draws me nearer to you,
You withhold the water of passion from my repelling heart.

8. Are you ignorant of passion? Or were you
Created of inanimate matter, not human?

9. Is this the limit, and the limit here
A sword of separation, rejection, and stubbornness?

10. Hardship and misery for the passionate,
And a poem whose nature is to waste ink.

11. All this fiery aloofness from you
Has turned love into a pile of ashes.