Into the snare of your tress I entangled became,
Being renowned throughout the city in every alley and market became.
If you expel me out of one door I will come in through the other door,
If you expelled me out of the house through the wall in I came.
The intoxication of knowledge and action went out of my mind,
As soon as by your brimful cup sober I became.
I prefer nothing to the pleasure of being in love,
Enamoured of your eyes I became.
I wish I could find a way to your abode,
From the sage's inspiration I asked for help.
Whatever I had collected I threw away,
Then ashamed in the presence of the wineseller I became.