1. O bird of the branches, if you meet a confidant
Conceal the secret of passion, let not the branches know

2. Lovers are branches in command
While branches have descended upon the branches

3. My passion and your passion are twinned in an epoch
Except my eyelids are infatuated and delirious

4. I weep for the jujube and days gone by with it
The jujube was watered by the tender dew

5. So the more my tears increased, the more thirsty I became
For the heart is thirsty while the eyelids are sated