1. My heart he struck with arrows from his eyelids
And my soul with the fire of his cheeks he seared

2. So my passion hailed him when he came to visit
And my love cried “Here I am!” when he called it near

3. I brought my soul to attain the goal it sought
And gave my heart in his love right guidance here

4. Yet his aloof heart scorns my fervent constancy
And my ardent heart scorns his disdain severe

5. With mocking voice his aloofness says “For some cause
Is your passion” I said “Is there any but him here?”

6. The apple of my eye, his perfume humbles musk
If they ask of him, he is my pride, my dear

7. His beauty eclipsed those who envied me for loving him
And the lover’s reproacher is ever insincere

8. When he’s absent, his ornaments make me joyful
For in the singer’s ornaments, his traits appear

9. The full moon orbits him with love
And how not? Each loves their peer!

10. My fervent agony but grows when I kiss him
It gladdens me that I should kiss his mouth so near

11. I strive to please him, yet he rejects my shunning
How many who shun are difficult to please here!

12. Shame on you, denier of passion’s sickness!
Saying this to him while you see him here

13. So the sickness of his body is present, as you see
While the fervor of his heart is absent, as is clear

14. With his glance he tended to the green of my cheek
With his lips he greeted the rose and watered it dear

15. Love, if I betrayed you some hour
For lovers sometimes stray, have no fear