1. I do not reproach the darling of my heart for his crime,
I have more compassion for him than a mother's heart.

2. His injustice is like his justice to one who loves him like me,
And his wrongdoing is like his forgiveness.

3. He was miserly with his smile, so I contrived
Until I stole it when he gave me a kiss.

4. And until today, for thirty days
The sweetness of his taste still remains in my mouth.

5. Indeed my heart is to his chest, and my sleep
Is under his eyelids, and my soul to his body.

6. Tell the beloved's family about me, he came
To us despite you, not in spite of him.

7. He cracks the eyelid with coolness, and I have
No work but to join him when he breaks.

8. And we embraced passionately, then parted,
And the record of sins from us with its seal.

9. How they blame him for his love, but what
Can they say about his love or grasp its knowledge?