Sol 5.6

  1. The beloved grew angry with me because I loved him.

    Let my soul be the ransom for an angry wrongdoer.

  2. I have no power to do what the messenger relayed—but

    if this resolve of yours is final, I shall cast off my reins.

  3. O you who yearn for a beloved who has sinned,

    you obeyed him, and he repaid you with disobedience.

  4. Why did you not take your life and become the first to perish,

    if you had no power against his turning away?

  5. We and you were like the fingers and their palm;

    now the palm is left alone, without fingers.

  6. Joy was created for a company of people created for it,

    while I was created for tears and sorrows.

Sol 5.6