1. O light of my eye, you left my heart a wing,

    The day you parted from me, so it yearned and wailed.

  2. O jewel of pearls, I have not won you; and if I won

    You, you would be riches, and you would be success.

  3. How could you not remember the messenger to us,

    And how I sat waiting for you, watching for dawn?

  4. The heart desires your nearness, and yet

    You pay it no heed, and it refuses to heed advice.

  5. My glance toward you carried away my soul,

    And love told on my heart and spoke openly,

  6. The day I shed toward you, for fear of separation,

    My tears, when I had resolved to depart.

  7. O light of my eye, if I had from you, in secret,

    Some dalliance, I would heal the wounds within me.

  8. My eye surrendered me to you and said:

    If he took comfort in patience without you, he would find rest.

  9. And among my complaints is your forgetting me,

    And my longing—I have been utterly disgraced.

Sol 6.1