1. Her union does not appear, so it fades without fading
And I have no helping patience, so I betray her

2. The eyelid is delicate without illness
Thus are the Indian swords, their eyelids wear away

3. I see her blackness is permanent and most manifest in beauty
So why did I find her whiteness precious?

4. And I did not forget her the day she was veiled
While the spy was heedless and her eyes disappeared

5. So the tears of my eyes overflowed until you saw me
Turning to the house, unable to discern it

6. So why did you not let down your veil when you turned from her curtains?
More unwilling than what her eyelids let down

7. If she had not betrayed her oath
And extended to bid me farewell with her right hand

8. A soul when it blows south breathes
Yearning, if only its lips smelled of its sighing

9. So by the honor but for her passion and gratitude
The call of the honor of Sharaf ad-Din Ibn Asrun his religion

10. When she intended in her ways without his glory
Neither an easy matter relieved her gloom

11. And if she hoped from another for his bestowal
Neither were true the things she wished in her thoughts