1. You were late for me, while lovesickness was a creditor,
The drawing near of the generous did not weary the generous.

2. You made me believe I was ill, while you were healing,
Yes, you made a promise - however you wished, infirm.

3. Had you wished, you would not have mixed union with separation,
As pure water mixes with white, warm milk.

4. In fate it suffices that it separates, verily it
Is an unjust guardian, and the generous an orphan.