Sol 6.1

  1. Were it not for you, O my goal and my purpose,

    I would not have wandered in longing at the dwellings of Najd.

  2. You gave me, in love, a tale to drink,

    That intoxicates lovers after me.

  3. And you who remind me of a time of forgetting love—

    By mentioning someone other than me, you forgot my pledge.

  4. And many a bringer of the east wind at early dawn—

    With a cloak, it spared him the need for its fragrance.

  5. Do not mention my drunkenness to the breeze,

    For it has come bearing glad tidings of my longing.

Sol 6.1