In every condition passion is the enemy of proper possession,
Qais(Majnu) wandered naked,remained naked even within the veil of a picture.
(When Majnu's picture is made it is always made naked.)
Not even the wound in the heart could break the narrowness of the heart,
That every arrow which caused the wound,constrained by the narrowness of the heart and emerged writhing.
( Narrowness of the heart is so intense that not even arrow of love could be effective.)
The three items referred are the senses,Fragrance(Smell),
The cry rising from my heart,just as anything else has been made to leave the beloved assembly.
My love-stricken heart was a table of pain where set out every kind of food(Grief,Joy,Wail,Regret,Pain etc.),
According to their capabilities,Friends received the portion.There was no shortage.
( However much ability each person had,that was how much pleasure he received.)
My difficult-loving courage needs some rank higher than oblivion,
Because oblivion proved to be an easy task for it.
Again I am weeping uncontrollably and entering into a strange state,
What I had considered to be not even a drop showing tumult and confusion of a typhoon.
(Gradually passion gathered the equipment for manifesting itself)