1. With my soul, though I have no appointment with her
As proof of the love she declared

2. I said to her, alas, is this so, and I am the one
Whose heart by your rejection, death has become its wish

3. Do you make it yearn, O she who holds its reins
And anguish, yet you do not intend relief for its hardship

4. It tosses and turns in intense burning love
While your heart is heedless of it, mocking its love

5. So she said, "It pleases me that you love me as much
As you love, so be like me, chaste, and die in it

6. For I am pleased by your death out of passion for me
And delighted by the complaints and reproaches of the lover

7. Unlike the rest of the gazelles who show mercy
And are gladdened when they are sought to quench their thirst

8. I was created a princess over all kindness
And that is why my love is unique in its type

9. So my supreme principle which I have adopted
Is the death of a lover from the rejection of his beloved

10. And my condition with him is torturing your heart with anguish
By being near yet unattainable, prohibiting you from reaching me

11. And your living distressed, and your dying enamored
A martyr who attains reward in the eternal abode of his Lord