1. Who is there for the impassioned lover
Softly moaning beside the slim-waisted fair ones?

2. Rather, who is there for the estranged one yearning
With his lament, the lament of a dove?

3. Cups of passion handed to him
By the hand of longing with her sighs.

4. Indeed I long for the Gardens of Eden
In reunion.

5. Yes, by Him who created the tormented heart
From grief and sorrow,

6. In the radiant moon is a full moon
Surpassing completion,

7. In his cheek the water of bliss
And his mouth the love of the clouds,

8. The flare shows on his cheek
When smiling and speaking,

9. And it increases in him so,
As the abode increases my weary body.

10. Would that before death, I meet him
A specter in sleep!

11. Estrangement made our pact drink
The era of reunion to the dregs.

12. How many secret rendezvous I have
Beneath the veils of darkness!

13. What humiliation except the talk
Of covenants, bonds and kisses!

14. And our chastity is natural, not
From fear of blamer or critic.

15. Until when the night gave notice
Of departure and end,

16. We arose with dignity from the place
Of our companionship upon standing.

17. My friend, by God, enrich
Your brother without pretentiousness,

18. Perhaps I may find relief
From the pain of nightingales and passion.

19. Nothing treats imported cares
Like a song or wine,

20. I did not feel your cup, O life
Of the soul, out of fear of sins.

21. If I tasted your flavor, worries
Would cease from me with one drink.

22. The noble does not forbid oneself
Among people.

23. Seeker of the cream of times
You sought wellness from swords!

24. So ask about the benevolence of fate
That does not incline towards generosity,

25. And raise your aspiration from the lowly
Or insignificant.

26. And refer all matters to your God,
Reliever of great distresses.