1. My heart, your unease and throbbing could not console you,
Nor my eyes, from looking at what afflicted you with tears and insomnia.

2. Malik was ashamed when I said to him,
"Do you see my angry, embracing beloved?"

3. "My lord, I know my virtue,
For chastity and protection are part of my manners."

4. He blushed with shyness and his cheeks turned red,
His sweat appeared like strung pearls,

5. And his veins reddened on his face out of shyness,
So my tears flowed like pouring rain.

6. O you who saw the dawn break through the horizon,
Not covered by the darkness of the temples,

7. And who reproached me, but when he saw
The stream of tears, he pitied me for fear of drowning.

8. Perhaps you, the enchanter of eyelids and pupils,
Will mourn me and catch my last breath.

9. I am a stranger, even if I spend the night in my homeland,
For my estrangement is like the isolation of a mole on the neck.

10. The doctor was confused by my illness, just as
My eyes were confused between magic and pupils.

11. I fear pigeons, because if
Longing kills me, I won’t see you, and that I don’t fear separation.