1. My longing is not satisfied with me in this condition,
Until I am without a heart or liver,

2. Nor do the abodes where the beloved once was
Complain to me, nor do I complain to anyone.

3. Every evening star that rises continues to unsettle it,
And sickness unsettles me, until my body is etched.

4. And whenever my tear flows, my patience ebbs,
As if what flows from my eyelids is from my skin.

5. So where are my sighs for the one I was burdened with,
And where are you, O Ibn Yahya, boldness of the lion?

6. When I weighed you against the world, I was fed up with it,
And in my view, a multitude of people meant little.

7. No joy has lasted in the eternity of days for me,
Abu Ubadah, until you remained in my eternity.

8. A king, when his treasuries are filled with wealth,
Makes them taste the flavor of a mother's compassion for her son.

9. The wise man sees the past of his soul before tomorrow
With his heart - not with what his eyes see after tomorrow.

10. What is this brilliance, and what is this light from a human,
And what is this generosity in which is the generosity of hand?

11. Which palms can compete with the rain as they happened to meet,
Until when they parted, it did not return?

12. I used to think glory was from Mudar
Until it shone, and today it is from Aded.

13. A people whose swords rain death when they unsheathe them -
You would think they are clouds pouring down on a land.

14. I have not set the extent of my thought about you in any description
Except I found its range the extent of eternity.