1. When I say this as the morning breeze stirs me,
From where the dawn emerges, it excites me,

2. And I am weakened by the memory of you for a while,
As a sparrow trembles, wetted by the rain,

3. I shunned you until it was said, "He knows not love,"
And I visited you until it was said, "He has no patience."

4. You spoke truly - I am the afflicted lover
Whose heart is stirred by the whispers of love or magic,

5. By Him who makes me laugh and cry, who gives
Life and death, and whose command is obeyed,

6. You left me envying the wilderness when I see
A pair of beasts not startled by people,

7. Oh, Laila's abandonment, you have taken me far,
And exceeded what abandonment had not reached before,

8. And oh, love for her, give me on a night
More passion, oh joy of my days, till we meet at the Gathering,

9. I wonder at the striving of Time between me and her,
When what was between us had passed, Time was still,

10. And I would come to her with abandonment in my soul
Suddenly, to surprise Time before dawn had cleared,

11. So that I was confused, neither recognizing nor known,
My hand almost withers when I touch her,

12. And leaves grow from its fingertips,