1. No joy is joy, no delights are delights
Neither is rest, rest, after they went away

2. They left, and I did not search for the secret of passion for them
They did not make their complaints known to me, nor voiced them

3. O companion! If only you had restrained my palm after them
My tears for tearful eyes are betraying

4. I gave them all that passion desired, but
It is no wonder the drunkard of the cup is complacent

5. O people! My soul flowed with sorrow and grief
Why did you not excuse the passionate when they complained?

6. For God’s sake, forgive me, for fate made me drink
The drink of despair, and who gives it to drink, comforts

7. I suffered from love while the happy one did not live by it
Indeed suffering from passion, the unseen is its key

8. O friend! I am not content, so drink it
Pure, and sing, O friend, when will I be content?

9. All the dear ones are in amusement and joy
It is enough for them that you have a flute and cups

10. And it is enough for my heart to have delightful pains
Silent, and in it a spark that kindles for ecstasy

11. I have from my tears a torrent with which
I express the anguish of my heart and my flowing tear

12. O friend! My soul wanders the horizons
Seeking solace, and how many spirits are in the air

13. Ask the late nights and predawn darkness while seeking
Maybe the dawns and forenoons will answer you

14. How often have I closed my eyelids while my dreams wandered
Away from him, and imaginations and ghosts approached

15. Alas! In my eyes there is no joy in the days
Beauty, but no splendor or delights in it

16. Stop blaming, for my hopes are shattered
I bade them farewell with weeping, so my eyelids overflow

17. And thus is passion, yearning wound up with sorrow
Oppressive, tears, and in it confusion mingled

18. Passion turned serious after the visits came to an end
When before I thought love was but jesting

19. O garden of union! Neither are the birds cooing
Nor is your fragrance diffusing in the air

20. Nor is the entertainer happy after falling silent
Nor is the night companion - may God give him comfort - watchful

21. Neither the daughter of the vine with cups laughing
No, and nor is the flute at dawn whistling

22. Will the spring of union prolong its absence?
Or no, will it embrace the souls of lovers?

23. A slumber of fate, even if prolonged, would not have harmed us
Had circumstances not toyed with us, and the course of fate overwhelmed

24. O sanctuary of the soul, playground of our childhood
I am coming to you, though the homeowner is jealous

25. And how can it not be, o refuge of lovers, and I have
A heart for your horizon fluttering and swimming

26. When upon your silvery sands will you gather us
For love and sincerity, delights

27. With brethren who alighted on the riverbanks
So who is there for my soul and heart after they left?

28. O you whom I was passionate about, not the beauty of his form
Tempted my heart, for beauty passes away

29. May God have mercy, the journey was long and the night dark
Dawn, and your shining face is illuminating and radiant

30. The heart hovered as the moth hovered but it
Did not cease, and your shining dawn is a lamp

31. My Master, the boat of my love, how can you sink it
When you are its captain, and the heart its sailor?