1. I yearned for the return of my beloved's hand
To the waist-sash and the belt's place

2. But I was too weak to arrive at dawn
That would reproach me for my times of heedlessness

3. If in this life I was miserly in my affection
Even if I reached the utmost in devotion

4. I would reconcile with one who befriends me so we walk
Together despite our disagreements and accord

5. And the covenant of love is kept if we are
Safe from hypocrisy in our affection

6. And I cut off all kinship and connection
If he mixes people with artifice

7. And how many fine gatherings
Are ruined by the evil of parting