1. The one who robbed you of sleep laughing
At your passion, while wakefulness is pinned

2. Roamed my night, from her came a wanderer
To whom my heart's innocence inclined

3. Until she dominated my heart uncaring
As July dominates sun's sphere confined

4. I say, as night dons its garb in shame
Dreams with hopes pinned up, resplendent lined

5. The eye stays wakeful, shedding with its tears
In the heart of night, sorrow designed

6. I swear by God, no lies or deceit
My heart by this longing is outlined

7. If one of no sense blames you for wakefulness
Why should your passion by blame be maligned?

8. Let them blame, though their blame be cries of pain
As the sick endure all harm designed