1. Complain of me however you wish, for to the beloved I make excuses
And for his distress I show sympathy, I humble myself

2. Judge me as you see fit, for you are more deserving
To rule my heart, act justly or unjustly in it

3. Even if they rebuke you and exaggerate about you
My longing for you only grows, despite their blame

4. But I feign indifference to hide my torment
From those who criticize and to please my beloved

5. You were the first I turned to when passion struck me
Indeed the beloved is always the first beloved

6. O you who hides your beauty from eyes guardedly
A beauty every soul surrenders itself to

7. How gentle you are, yet harshness sometimes takes you
Why so open to union at times, at others so stingy?

8. O source of hopes, where can a lover like me find
Solace for loving you, except in your beauty?