1. May I forget you—if ever I forget you! Never

    have lovers sworn an oath the like of mine.

  2. The breeze grew tender when I lamented, while

    the flickering lightning spent the night burning for me.

  3. You perfumed the world with fragrant praise;

    even musk breathes in its wafted scents.

  4. You filled the chronicles of time with praises,

    and of those pages the copyist—al-Warrāq—is asked.

Sol 5.6