1. Behold, I am deeply enamored with love,
Whenever it is blocked, I pine like a lover.

2. Neither the insane nor the wise,
Can have my share, it is most fitting as my lot.

3. And I admire what you said about longing and youth,
You are no stranger to this domain.

4. If longing hid the cheerful soul,
It is the way of lovers' hearts to disappear.

5. Longing leads them at times,
And at others their sighs resemble lament.

6. Longing is discerned by those who tasted it, not
By the foolish or the wise.

7. And if he built a house of poetry and informed me,
Poetry is nothing but praise and oblivion.

8. Our neighbor said: We are strangers here,
And every stranger is a neighbor to a stranger.