1. I would not lament Ramah or Tawilah
Had you, my moon, been long upon me.

2. And I saw between noble women -
I prevented my eye from enjoying them.

3. It was no frightening thing, but one who sees
The likeness of your affection, it behooves him to refrain.

4. O dweller of Nu'man, passion does not pretend
To be a love struck by you pretentiously.

5. Love has perturbed my heart and dream's inability
Has defeated my eye, so it's right that I despair.

6. You harbored estrangement and sickened my heart,
And kindled in me a blazing fire.

7. I stood over your tent weeping
Until my tears flooded the sands.

8. I kept your pact while you neglected it,
So I won't pray for those who neglected.

9. The censurers said: they you loved
Did not leave any union for you to hope for.

10. I'm content with what they decided, so what can
The slanderer accomplish in what he attempted?

11. Who are you, O doe of Sarim, calling him -
Alas! He will not return lured by you.

12. It's inevitable, O moon of nightfall, that after
You appear briefly, you must disappear.

13. Perhaps, O doe, you shudder like my shuddering,
Then feel at peace in a pasture.

14. What is the magic of Harun the separator, but
The languor gathered in your eyes?

15. You emptied the composure of every heart in love,
And made it for you a square.

16. Those are the soaring hearts - so why do we
Never see them tethered by your ropes?

17. I ransomed what distracted me from passion
When I shed my blood for it, but it refused.

18. Rather, my heart saw it increase the cracks
When drawing near, fearing it would crack.

19. O my censurer, leave me be and teach my eyelids
To see the specter of my tormentor as I sleep.

20. Whose tears were streaming in passion -
Alas! Your censure will not avail him.

21. Or how did your departure, which deprived me of sleep
And did not let my eyes rest, assuage tears?