1. Now when solace and patience have ended
And you have shortened, so shorten estrangement and be frugal,

2. You said you have borne a passion no Rizwan mountain can bear,
Nor anyone has the strength for it,

3. Yet never have I found your wings
Possess any youth but some of what I own.

4. Nor have the fires of love kindled flames in your ribs,
While in my ribs the flames of longing burn.

5. Nor has sleep avoided your eyes after me,
While my eyes after you are destroyed by wakefulness.

6. Nor have your tears flowed to the beloved,
While my tears always flow down my cheek.

7. So how is my state and passion every moment?
My longing and patience extend, having no end.