1. O Urwa, to you I complain of the anguish
That fills my heart and of sorrow that cannot be dispelled

2. You turned away from me angrily and so I bowed down
While ardent longing stirs me and makes me hope

3. If I am weak, yet my love
Has come to bring me honor before you and lift me up

4. Or if you mock me, I have no fault
Save that I am enamored of your beauty

5. Or if confessing passion is a crime
Without this face I have no intercessor

6. O Urwa, it is no hardship I complain of
Only to this beauty I plead and implore

7. O Urwa, does your coyness know no end?
How long will you remain aloof while I am humbled?

8. O you who bestowed flexibility on branches
Soften her heart to one who is tormented