I planted the creeper of love
And silently watered it with my tears
Now it has grown and overspread my dwelling

My beloved dwells in my heart all day
I have actually witnessed the abode of joy
I am mad with love
and no one understands the agony of the wounded.

When fire rages in the heart
Only the jeweller knows the value of the jewel
No one feels the fear of separation
The way I feel for it my beloved dusky one.