1. My pleading with the beauties may intercede
To one whom when shall I complain of love, he hears not

2. I used to complain of a heart being a sword in its eyelids
No wonder if it bends and breaks

3. When aloofness comes between hearts
Words will not avail what is of no use

4. Even if pleading were useful to the beloved
Tears suffice a ardently pleading lover

5. Being alone with him was singularly mine
Oh my time, do not fold and gather

6. Nights passed with no day coming back
To them, but the nights will come back

7. Would that the causes of the nights were cut
Like our causes in them when severed

8. If they slipped from us and following them grew hard
Would that the soul does not keep following

9. If there is a heart present between my ribs
Would that the heart's concerns do not vary

10. Between me and misfortunes some events
Made easier by death I expect

11. My hope in life's bloom refused that
It will remain while I do not hope

12. Every era that has no friend of mine
And every beloved who has no place for me