1. Tell her, O fleeting apparition
Love was disturbed by the aloofness of the beloved

2. After you, my ribs cooled from the fire
And passion subsided, and longing flagged

3. And of patience what assists if tears flow
And among lovers are those who awaken

4. My liver cannot bear to burden her
With your distance, a load she cannot bear

5. And my heart esteems in me not to covet
A free heart captive in its fetters

6. O my boon companions in revelry, force this
Day into bondage in this gloomy dawn

7. And suffice me the matter of swaying which is reckoned
Innocent, though innocence itself be betrayal

8. For the blood of rapprochement like the blood of severance
Once disturbed cannot be absorbed by the veins

9. The manager turning his two eyes while
His saliva is deadly, his spittle balmy

10. You made me belong to him, and guided
My tender heart to be devoted to him

11. Oh nights of Baghdad, you were favourable but
The full moon robbed you of your perfect beauty

12. The rain lodged it in isolation, and the
Sun shone on it, in it is life, from it is daybreak

13. By my father, that intimate, though
Hearing his name from afar disquiets me

14. Ask about what pleased another heart, for
Sorrow since I left you has been baking

15. Fate brought me down after you to where
Virtues are wasted and rights are distorted

16. And I knew men, generosity, and stinginess,
And how the deprived and the fortunate live

17. Listen, have your ears heard your gifts being
Praised, the throats around you glutted?

18. Time's creation from your liberality what
You constantly renew for me is fitting

19. So clothe me, winter has stripped me bare and you
To its bounties were not inaugurated beforehand

20. A hooded fur coat fulfilling the meaning
Of its transcription in careful examination

21. Like your gifts, heart's and eyes' delight
Sweet to wear and pleasing to behold

22. Would that the hand of a Lord created it
To whom alteration and scrutiny are not unknown

23. It embroidered the lovely garden in
Colours as the elegant youth pleased you

24. The beholder points to it imagining
It to be stolen from an ideal

25. Delicate in colour and soft to the touch
So it is the delicate among them, the crumbling

26. And if the wind fluttered its skirts
As swords are unsheathed in their glitter

27. And beloved to me is your gentle fragrance
It is musk scattering from its pod