1. Ask sleep, O Musa, and congratulate its goodness
When did sleep care for the eye of your miserable lover?

2. My fear of falling into temptation grew long
Indeed your eyes have brought what I feared

3. You looked with those eyes, a murderous glance
If you die, will there be a glance of sympathy from them?

4. O indifferent one, have I clung my hands to your rope
Like the rays of lightning gleaming?

5. I prove to the soul the falsity of his excuse
And convince him with patched up affection

6. Have you stripped me of the garment of your connection after
Sorrow clothed my shoulders and scattered my gray hair?

7. O my solace, I do not know the excuse. Indeed,
I have taken, along with passions, the most solemn pact

8. O companion, if you do not know that wretchedness
Is pleasurable, and resembles honor, then fall in love!