Sol 5.6

  1. Each one finds love of you sweet—

    I, my reproacher, and the watchful guard.

  2. As for me, I am wherever you wish:

    estrangement, heartache, and suffering.

  3. Oh, woe is me for all the hurt I suffer!

    You have killed me, though you are the healer.

  4. Thus you are to me an enemy—and beloved.

    By God, how bitter my life is!

  5. I have suffered, in secret and in the open.

    My tears flowed until they became a sea,

  6. while a blaze lodged deep within my ribs.

    They melted in its heat, and still it melts them.

  7. Against your eyes I have no means of escape,

    nor any path to your favor.

  8. O you who changes what he says,

    I lament our separation though you are near—

  9. a state as strange as you can see.

    Neither my reproacher nor my watcher knew

  10. that love is the least of my sins.

    And you, O torment of hearts—

  11. how many hearts complain to you,

    while you turn away and do not answer!

  12. She said, “Sumāk, you are fickle.”

    I said, “It is your love that is unattainable.”

  13. Then the sincere adviser recited, saying:

    “Whoever betrays a beloved—God is his Reckoner;

  14. God may punish him, or reward him.”

Sol 5.6