1. My patience ran out the morning we parted, or perhaps my endurance
Whether a day other than it has passed in my mind

2. Gentle of movement yet harsh is Haiifa
My hope in her does not end nor my outstretched hand

3. Beautiful of form - how close she had been!
Distant now of visit - she turns not to anyone

4. Qualities, O brother, gathered as from a branch
And from a shy gazelle in unified collection

5. Her figure is like a slim staff if she turns
Her cheek the cheek of a shying, fleeing gazelle

6. With the languor of half-open narcissi are her eyes lined
I speak not of one newly healed of rheum

7. In her glances are houris - no less than houris
In her cheeks beauty - no less than beauty

8. Adorned are her temples untouched by a pen
Patterned her mouth though not by a hand

9. And hot my heart for that contour though
Her smiles now disclose something of coolness

10. Woe to me! What suffering from love and no
Relief from her piercing glances on the necklace beads

11. If told "Die tomorrow for love of her"
And that her wish - I'd die before tomorrow

12. Were it not for the darkness of her hair prolonging the distance
I would not complain of my wakefulness or my rising

13. For her love desire led me captive so is there
One to take my hand in love or lead me

14. Reproach not my tears if they flow black
For only from my liver could such a tear have flowed

15. I forget no night I spent embraced
Until morning, her enfolded in my arms

16. As if we were one in the eye's sight
So strong the harmony, or two spirits in one body