Jaildom

 Abruptly, a princess assailed my heart with love's javelin

 I relinquish - a willing slave, I come before you

 O Azrael, angel of death carrying a scythe

 And carrying souls to the afterlife

 Here's my breath, here's my soul

 Take them - sleep of the just let my soul bear!

 Spare my dear love's life!

 Pierce her not with the arrow of melancholies !

 For a thousand souls I shall extinguish if her soul is assailed

 Foes upbraid me with the love I have for you 

 They say :

 Why have you decided to endure the taint of jaildom? 

 Can't you see? 

 Both your soul and life is guided by her will

 Free yourself you son of a schmuck!

 O headless man, why have you lost the creator's sense-restoration cup ?

 Wake up and show what you have found in love of sorrow and ignorance!

 Failure stares at you!

 But I tell them:

 Is there any sense in lapidating one who is smitten with a lady?

 My soul has found a dwelling in her heart where love is in its place

 And her face, a spectrum of serenity and light

 My soul is at ease when I smell her amber scented locks

 Can a man ever avoid such mithridate? 

 An hour spent with my love is a pilgrimage of honour and prestige !

 So nemesis of our love,

 Allow my soul into love's servitude.