1. The night has dawned, gloomy,
Its stars like scattered pearls.

2. Softly its beauties have strewn themselves
Till the beholder's glance all but melts.

3. Sad is the branch hanging over it,
Over that branch hangs the moon.

4. With him till dawn I whiled away the night
And the night with Layla was all sweet magic.

5. When love's restlessness stirs within me
For his cheek, then love holds peril.

6. Nights of union with him are rare,
Yet rarer than them are nights of separation.

7. With his love I have sealed my fate,
I have none but him to be my fate.