1. I am the sacrifice for a gazelle that whenever I encountered
He kindled a yearning in me I conceal

2. I did not notice him while the intention bleeds from his glances
With a glance from the sprinkling of tears that rains on him

3. He did not cease from a soul that suppressed its passion
Under the ribs and from plentiful tears it lavishes on him

4. He extended a hand to me, the pact of embrace in it
While separation blames him and love excuses him

5. And he said "Remember this after our separation"
So I said "I would not forget it to remember it"