Sol 5.6

  1. O my eyes, keep vigil all through the nights.

    My love for my beloved has become renowned—take pity on my plight.

  2. The one I adore—I have none but him,

    and I never weary of him.

  3. I have never ceased pursuing his pleasure

    all my life long.

  4. Whoever reproaches me for loving him,

    I begin by saying to him:

  5. O you who blame me, have you no regard for my feeble state?

    My love for my beloved has become renowned—take pity on my plight.

  6. O you who blame me, reproach no more;

    my beloved remains close.

  7. Pour me the wine, O cupbearer,

    pure from its springs—

  8. a wine that kindles passion

    in anyone possessed of reason.

  9. Pass it round among us before dawn, while the air is still and no one is about.

    My love for my beloved has become renowned—take pity on my plight.

  10. All the people of love grew drunk,

    O cupbearer of wine:

  11. one doubled over, another reeled;

    another was lost in joy.

  12. Each person receives what they intended,

    and the secret has now come out.

  13. My passion has become manifest among men.

    My love for my beloved has become renowned—take pity on my plight.

Sol 5.6