1. He whose thoughts have been confounded by doubt
Finds no solace in eyes or traces

2. His eyelids do not meet in vigil
As if his lashes were needles

3. From the length of my companionship with her
I cry with crying and stay up with vigil

4. Oh the length of my night that has no morning
They have charmed away darkness, yet it has no charm

5. The specter of my longnight has appeared to me
From my dwelling, dazzling because of its length

6. It comes to me to unload its brooding
So my tears make it a river

7. And I tasked my heart to build a bridge for its crossing
But that bridge has crumbled

8. I slept but in disquiet and frenzy
I imagined its specter was the moon

9. Oh Time that has no tenderness
Do you not know that I am but human?

10. If you could speak you would say gently
For all that is in you stems from gentleness

11. You come to Damascus complaining of bitterness
Do you not know that it is bitter?

12. You remain with no family or child
No homeland or place in it

13. Be gentle O time, for I am a man
Whose patience misfortune does not change

14. The water of my cheer fills my extent
Yet my heart within it is fire kindled

15. And perhaps his tears rain down
While his aim is to drown the nymphs

16. And his cheek is the field of his darting glances
Maids oft smitten by his tears

17. They said a spring bears no fruit
But for me tears are fruit

18. And I will mount its rugged peak
Tempting and perilous are the twists of its path

19. Either, or - and that is one -
In it my soul's wish awaits

20. Breeze of the south I see you fluttering
Has travel cured my body like myself?

21. And I see you fragrant and scented
Is there news of our loved ones in you?

22. Those loved ones, their presence is a meadow
Green are their prattle and verdant their loveliness

23. News of their beauty has surpassed
Had we not, we'd say these are walls

24. I left them and they swayed in sorrow
Until we thought they were drunk

25. As if they had drunken their tears
As if their sighs were their song

26. How many whose gaze was downcast
When my person left their sight

27. Wrongly assumes their eyelid
Without me would not have sight

28. Oh woe for an eye that after their parting
Saw but more tears and morals

29. True spoke the one whose eloquence said
No tear flowed but destiny flowed

30. How I feared their separation
Yet if fate decrees then there is no caution

31. My craving for a life of plenty
Where the sins of fate are forgiven

32. And dwellings bustling with joy
Adorned with budding blooms

33. And a minaret clad beautifully
Where dreams and news daily loom

34. And loved ones whose hair is hyacinth
Whose prattle by night is wine's tune

35. Poetry like the night they reunited
Beautiful but not without its dearth

36. Those branches, their hair is leaves
Garlands adorned and buds of flowers

37. Under the canopies like moons
Mattresses on which beauties repose

38. Ah for a mouth could I obtain it
Likewise mouths show victory bodied

39. For my eyelids rent by their loss
Are sparks and embers of my tears seared

40. Alluring is the bashfulness of his face
Charming the gaze of his eyes leered

41. Confounded in the twist of his curl
Were his lash's host not armed

42. It would not be said the eyelid can break
They clasped his throat, those necklaces

43. Woe to him of such waist and such hips
I cannot number whom I embraced his frame

44. So that my embrace made pearls shatter
You were patient til the day we parted

45. My heart, and true hearts are stones
While sparks and embers of my tears