Khoob roka shikayaton se mujhe

You silenced all my bitter pleas for me, And slew me with your gentle courtesies for me.

He judged me fit for death by his decrees, Citing the law and ancient histories for me.

See how the rivals slander and displease, My friend, because of your sworn loyalties for me.

What horror that you only find your ease By seeing me through rival courtesies for me.

O eyes, don't hold your tears back, let them seize The day; love hates these small economies for me.

This lack of weeping burns me by degrees; Great loss I've suffered from economies for me.

Love's guidance, Zauq, has set my spirit free, And moved me past all finite boundaries for me.