Abu Firas Al Hamdanis poem I see you are resistant to tears

see you shed few tears your nature is patience doesn't love have power over you or command over you yes am longing and have pain but someone like me doesn't reveal his secret if the Night Lights me up extend the hand of love and humiliate tear from its nature vanity it almost lights the fire between my ribs if sadness and memor Stoke it you promise to meet and death is closer than that if die of thirst hope that the rain doesn't fall saved and you lost the affection between us and better than some loyalty to you is an excuse and these days are nothing but pages to its letters from the hand of its writer are wishes was lost and my family is from the people of the city because see that house you are not from is deserted and fought my people for the sake of your love and they and if it were not for your love and they are like water and wine was loyal and in some loyalty there is humiliation for young lady in the neighborhood whose nature is treachery she asks me who are you and she knows is young man like me in his condition unknown so said as she wanted and passion wanted her you're dead she said which one they are many she said time has destroyed you since our last meeting said God forbid it is you not time and without you Sorrows would not have found way to the heart but love is bridge to Decay and have changed my affairs see no rest for myself if separation makes me forget separation presses on me so have returned to the rule of time and its rule it sin is hers she will not be punished for it and have an excuse so do not deny me cousin for the betwin and the city dwellers know who you deny and do not deny me for am not denied if feet slip and the Gaze descends and am fighter in every fear many look scance at its fight so thirst until swords and Spears are quenched and hunger until the wolf and the eagle are satiated my people will remember me when their seriousness is serious and on the night the darkness misses the full moon if live then the stab they know and those swords Spears and arrows and we are people who do not mediate we have leadership over people or the grave ourselves are insignificant to us in the most difficult matters and whoever proposes to beautiful woman does not complain about the high dowy the most precious of the sons of the world and the highest of the high and the most honorable of those above the dust without Pride