1. If you could see my state,
It would spare you my longing's depiction.

2. And my tears suffice that
They are tears that narrow the horizons.

3. And the nights suffice that
They have separated me from my companions.

4. And death is easier than parting
From the faces of brethren and accord.

5. And hotter than the flames of thirst
Is the breeze of the flames of separation.

6. If the hand of reunion quenches me
With the water of life beforehand,

7. The shackle of distress will not be undone
Except by relief from my strangulation.

8. If I forgot you even when
My soul reached the peaks of detachment,

9. And I think that if my age betrays me
With reunion, I will not remain.