1. I swore and lived for your love since the days of youth,
None but you my heart inclined to love and it poured,

2. O branch that rose from her face as a moon,
And from those curls a hidden planet,

3. In the night of your hair I lost track of the Pleiades, and how many
A morning star dawned on that forehead to which they bowed,

4. The censurers blamed your love out of ignorance,
Envy and verbosity in speech and prattle,

5. Do they hope to shackle me with the unfettered blame,
When I see the ignorance of censurers is a ship sailed away.