1. You granted reunion after estrangement, O Hasan,

    And that suffering, worry, and sorrow vanished.

  2. And you, O my Time, when you brought him,

    Adorned me with favors no other favors could match.

  3. Whatever your past fault was, it is forgiven;

    No fault remains in you, O Time.

  4. And you, O bough, when you swayed in my homeland,

    That homeland surpassed the Pleiades in glory.

  5. Let me kiss a sandal in which you have trodden

    My dwelling; by God, my resting-place has grown too cramped for me.

  6. And let my gaze roam free, for passion has

    Lions that turn cowardly when they behold its gazelles.

  7. And love's company consists of people whose eldest

    Is a child in love, and his strongest resolve is weakness.

  8. By God, by God, O light of the eyes, surely

    You revived a heart of mine filled with sorrow.

  9. Be as you wish, for I am infatuated with you.

    All has become alike in love for you—all sorrow.

  10. You are the one I desire; I cannot endure being away from you.

    And the heart is held captive in the surges of longing.

  11. I can never cease loving,

    And how could a lovesick man, bewitched by you, forget you?

  12. What recourse have I against a watcher who never leaves him?

    Wakeful, never overtaken by drowsiness throughout his life.

  13. We are seen, and he hears from me all that is uttered

    By yearning, or all that sorrow reveals.

  14. I fear him always, and lovers, when

    They fear one day, as people say, feel safe afterward.

  15. And often it is said of the watcher, according to

    Love's rules: a dog of no value.

  16. Indeed, I find no wonder in a gazelle watched

    By a dog, and ill fortune coupled with this good fortune.

  17. What a wretched watcher! He has in every limb

    An eye, and in every body part an ear turned toward us.

  18. He says: 'What is it you love about Hasan?'

    So I said: 'His being handsome is enough for you.'

  19. Had Time been fair, it would have drawn me near and sent him away;

    But, by the sanctity of love, Time has not been fair.

Sol 6.1