1. Come hither for with me there is for love and passion
An illness of infatuation I'm not skilled to remedy

2. Bestow on me an eyelid whose tears reason controls
Else a heart patience governs its ardor

3. My feet slipped in love inexperienced
And I found it sweetly intoxicating and delectable

4. It is honey mixed with poison and bitterness
I hope for its reproach and fear its blame

5. I loved one unworthy of his love
And how could one like me be his beloved

6. The crescent of my heart whenever I had a nap
And the morn of my eyes whenever I awakened

7. I intended to attain but fell short in awe
And my inability to attain is more apt and akin

8. Alas for a heart you ignited its spark
And a glance you neglected to veil

9. Congratulations to the one who has your love
And blessings to the heart that has your love