1. For one whose love has long tormented them
Passion leaves nothing of them but their blood

2. I drank tears to quench its burning
But tears run out and could not reach its echo

3. If it has weakened against its destroyer
Then its remedy and solace became difficult

4. The nights of passion are in wretchedness
Renewing afflictions, not lamenting its disasters

5. It did not cease crying over its signs
Until a pouring stream erased them

6. My eyelids wept its outline
Before they dried, so I wiped away its remains

7. The breeze drew the train of the ostrich
So its scent was pleasant in its meadows

8. My eyes shed my tears and blood
Spilling in weeping until I hated it

9. With a polished sword I cry for it
Perhaps my heart will find comfort in its crying

10. If the anguished one day saw a polished sword
For sale he would buy it to cry with

11. Tears do not dry from the eyes of one
In sadness unless grief folds it

12. To whom does the doe in the winding valley belong
Like the beloved, whose lips the meadow plucked

13. Arrows, swift are their piercing
But the cheek's wound was more piercing

14. It did not cease crossing the horizons
Until it folded and enveloped them

15. Once it competed and outstripped
The imminent lightning in its pace and succession

16. Now when she is rebuked
She stumbles for the cord of righteousness has tripped her

17. The lightning laughed at her gloatingly
So she cried from her blindness until it cried with her

18. Thus is the days, treacherous is its betrayal
It saw no one of pride except that it ruined them

19. She carried the blossoms of passion which
Became like a bouquet from their tears during her affliction

20. Whenever she moaned from her cheek, she complained
The pain of passion sent its envoys to her

21. O people, stop for me, be delayed
By my ruined love before its demise

22. By He who destined us to be separated
From the beloved, if that was His decree

23. Do you know where the people of passion settled
Which land they came down from, what protected them

24. Every land they settled, they made
As musk and camphor though it was pebbles

25. They left at night, and their lights were
A sun of beauty no darkness could veil

26. When did its glowing face rise
Like a verse of the night, erased by its brilliance

27.
If short-sighted eyes saw it they would not

28. Fall short of its nearness for a day, desiring it
With eyes that whoever saw them

29. Would say at that moment: O heart! sigh!
Dawn would think it beneath itself

30. To be attributed to their glance, if a person saw a person seeing them
Jacob’s soul needs if time would

31. Fulfill it one day, he would request it
As for her, if her rejection was with passion

32. Then let her killer be the judgment of her prosecutor
My soul refused life after him

33. How wretched, what has misguided it!
She left not by choice or habit