1. You denied me sleep, O night
Has not longing and the pangs of love sufficed?

2. Gently, I vent my passion and stop -
Let not the spies transmit my words.

3. Hold back the dawn, though the love-sick one
Thinks the cooing dove is me.

4. O night, within me is my care and the world's injustice,
While you and separation and all is darkness.

5. I see you as a grave for lovers - so is there
Within you anything but bones of lovers?

6. Have mercy, O night, have mercy!
A thousand mercies upon you, let me sleep.

7. May her phantom visit my bed,
And be gentle today, even with a greeting.

8. Woe to me from the malady of passion!
And if I say "Woe!" my sickness increases.