1. O my beloved, woe to you, how many fires you lit,
That melted hearts, and how many eyelids you made shed tears,

2. How many bright moons you eclipsed with the nights of anguish,
And how many you buried in the dirt’s darkness.

3. My heart burns for a branch whereon you wreaked havoc,
And the hands of death snapped many branches.

4. Woe to my sleepy eyes that weep,
Weeping rocks with tears that soften even rocks.

5. O you who drank from death a overflowing wine,
For which every heart got drunk.

6. O full moon, my heart was your dwelling,
You filled it, instead of joys, with sorrows.

7. O comfort of my heart, is there a hope we still wait for,
And a greeting letter from you that would enliven us?

8. For your loss, friends wept blood,
And pleasant company was replaced with estrangement.

9. You clothed me in a dress of sorrow I cannot take off
Until it is replaced with my shroud.

10. I bewail your youth as long as the pigeons moan,
And the chants on the branches play their tunes.

11. I used to fear for my sight from my tears,
And today, after you, everything precious became cheap.

12. May God not reward a flaming heart like mine,
Nor dry a tear that flowed perfidiously.

13. How quick was that journey, and hasty,
Do you think the days will hasten our reunion?

14. Shall we behold that smiling face,
And shall that voice enchant our ears?

15. Longing grew, O soulmate, and hasty,
And sorrow set my heart on fire.

16. So farewell, may God’s peace be upon you, as long as
A sun rises, and His approval increases your bounty.