1. For lovers, there is pleasure in tears and sleeplessness.

    When tasted, it leaves neither sense nor reason intact.

  2. Every lovesick soul prefers their traces,

    competing for the beloved at the highest price.

  3. The secrets of this love cling to the heart:

    the heart perishes, but they do not; it wears away, but they do not.

  4. For your sake, this heart yearns with love,

    though you have showered it with neither dew nor rain.

  5. For you are what I seek, and you are my hope;

    you are my beloved, and you are my lord.

  6. Grief scatters the pearls of my tears for you;

    at times they fear separation, and at times they await reunion.

  7. You are the one from whom love has no path away;

    your destination is the loftiest, and your watering place the sweetest.

  8. For a reason, I hoped for a promise from you, because

    if I gained your promise, I would not fear delay.

  9. With sightings of you so far apart, the heart is distraught:

    at times it passes the day, and at times it burns.

  10. If I do not gain what I wish from you, there is a reason;

    and if I gain it one day, I am unworthy of it.

Sol 6