1. When will the offender show mercy, and fulfill his promises?
For his estrangement has been long, and his hostility.

2. More abhorrent to me than my dreams is his kindness,
And his vows are more false than the ghosts of delusion.

3. A crescent far from fulfillment - who can attain it?
And a lush meadow - who can lead their camels to graze it?

4. His glances unsheathe swords against me while sheathed towards others,
When he seeks to kill those who love him, through them he is lethal.

5. When his hair entraps morning light in its chains,
That's when his shackles cannot be undone.

6. He brings sorrow to my heart, steering it,
And drives away sleep from my eyes, warding it off.

7. He shows me his firm stance, his rising up,
And tells of his stillness, his sitting down.

8. And if I come desiring his affection, he increases his rejection,
As if by his estrangement, I have asked for more.

9. It's as if we divided Sha'ban between us,
Based on what would please passion, and what it desires.

10. His sweetness in his mouth and his speech,
And his fires in my innermost heart, and his fuel.