1. My refuge in times of distress, though
The blows of fate against me have been harsh

2. I was made to bear the pangs of longing before they came to be
How then could you see me break if I depart?

3. I would be as one sick, who is given medicine-
A sigh and moan for him each day.

4. Oh, how many a state of woe has passed away!
And time is but news and stillness.

5. The hated thing gives way one day to love,
All harshness softens after a while.

6. Oh heart, have patience in every calamity,
And loose the reins of time, for it wanders drunk.