1. Ask those struck by love's pangs what separation did to them
They call it lovers' mortal malady

2. How they yearned for sweet communion's draught
Only for it to turn to bitter aloe and colocynth

3. They tried to heal it with patience to no avail
And so they crumbled, who once were fragrant as the zephyr

4. When I prayed for death to hasten to him
All fellow lovers echoed my "Amen"