1. Journey whenever you wish into my ribs;

    Between my blood and soul, how sweet the journey is.

  2. ،

    ،

    Sail to my heart and to passion’s shore;

    Do not go far—for distance from me is dangerous.

  3. ،

    And alight upon my breast and the warmth within,

    So night may settle and evening conversation bloom.

  4. O you to whom the sun has given its radiance,

    You are yet more radiant than the moon’s brow.

  5. Take pity on the one who pines for you, my lord;

    For the image of loved ones is the loveliest of images.

Sol 5.6