1. I am always, O light of all beauty
Between hinting at you and professing plainly.

2. I show passion for a while and conceal at times
And my tears inform you of my torment.

3. As for passion for your love, I
Have spent it in the desire for enjoyment.

4. I am between a body thinned by your aloofness
Yearning, and a heart wounded by distance.

5. And ribs miserly in patience
And a liver and tears in you unstinting.

6. And I, who between rivals and foes
Am between vilification in passion and praise.

7. My tears flow copiously and do not stint
Singing to the keen-witted, beyond need of explanation.

8. O you the moon that when it rose
In beauty, struck dumb the speech of every eloquent one.

9. For you is a paradise that is in glances a paradise
And hell in the heart of every rejected one.

10. And eyes see the beauty of your face drawing near
So they shout with glorification and praise.

11. O dove of the valley stop and coo
For my passion for you is manifest preference.

12. I have no patience for pretense, destitute,
Nor am I, full of longing, in need of correction.

13. The lightning of the two cheekbones flashed
And rain clouds wept copious tears.

14. The breeze related to us tales of passion
About an aroma, about a blossom, about a scruffy youth.

15. Until it stirred in us passion, O how
In love it told a story perfectly true!

16. By God, convey O gentle breeze from
My passion and fully convey O gentle breeze.

17. And ask kindly my cherished one about me but do not
Bring to the beautiful one an ugly face.

18. And describe to him my old torment and describe to him
My fervor and how I complain.

19. Passion spilled over me until in love for you
I declared it to each dawn.

20. And I concealed it when the light of your hidden beauty
Dawned upon my sight and I took to hinting.

21. And I who by the passion for the beautiful one are blinded
Always and by my longing for him distraction.