1. I spent the harvest of my tears for your love,
And for none but you, your slave earns no profit.

2. I implore you not to distance from your side,
A confidant of passion who came close in spirit to you.

3. And not to abandon one whose wakefulness has parched his eyelids,
And who refined his love until polished in you.

4. You have disciplined him well with your aloofness,
So do not now abandon him after he has learnt his lesson.

5. My passion is the religion of youth - it is its faith,
How then can you see me away from you for eternity?

6. In the shades of the two tufts I find rest,
We wore it as a cloak of union that disappeared.

7. You would enjoy if it relates the tale of its leaves,
And you listen to the melodies pouring sadness and so resonate.

8. And inhale the breaths from its breeze,
So you understand the meaning of the flower from the speech of the zephyr.