1. O Mayy, I nearly lost my way in

    you, as worshippers of idols go astray.

  2. They feared the mighty one, so they set

    him over souls and homeland.

  3. Your beauty my two eyes displayed

    to my heart—and it fell under its spell.

  4. I am in fearful turmoil

    at times, and at times at peace.

  5. If you wished, you would bring hopes within reach

    and show me the paths of truest guidance—

  6. were you not a beguiling passion

    I toy with until I lose my mind.

Sol 6.1