1. By the right of the one who changed my sleep into wakefulness
And tortured my heart with all kinds of thoughts

2. And wearied my eyelids with the ailment of his eyelids
And kept my eyes awake though my heart was captured

3. I never saw that face when it appeared
In the wing of night except as the moon

4. Yet he thought not that the tears of my eyelids
Were by their outpouring anything but rain

5. Languid, while languor fills his eyelids
Oh, excellent that languor and coquetry

6. He passed by us, strutting in his walk
While my heart from his strutting was in danger

7. He shook at us from his height a spear and from
His glances, oh reproacher, a drawn sword

8. Contrary, if I say "Leave off visiting me" he visits
And if I say "Be loyal to me" he deserts

9. By God, I have never reproached him except he fulfilled
Nor kept faith with him except he betrayed