1. By the one whose body love has made lean
And whose longing for me does not cease

2. And who sees none watching him but his own self-reproaching soul
Though they speak ill of me in her presence

3. And war and strife stand between us
Yet will I speak her praise, praising Layla with words

4. That leave sweet tastes in the mouths of men
Beware, Layla, lest strength and patience fail me

5. And separation and avoidance of you remain my fate
And be to those who slander a piercing blade

6. As I am to the slanderer a relentless foe
Yet if you fear you'll not rule love one day

7. Then return my heart while the tomb is near
By my life, by my people with whom, if harmed

8. They know not how to respond
Who have no innocent man's excuse, but are still

9. Thunderstruck until called blameworthy