1. To you, O dwellings in hearts, dwellings
You are desolate, and your lovers have become disloyal

2. Only He knows that, though you do not know, but
It is you two the reasonable one weeps for

3. And I am the one whose eyes the cup of death has turned
So who is the accused and who is the killer?

4. The abodes are devoid of gazelles, and with him
Is a fleeting mirage of each female companion

5. The most cowardly of men has snatched them away with his forehead
And the most beloved to me, the miser, draws nearer

6. The shooters at us, though they are very skilled
And the slanderers of us, though forgetfully inattentive

7. They compensated us for their coy glances with
Cords in other than dust, binds

8. There are wounders of the mouths of men, snarling
And from the spears, bloodstained and well-forged

9. And so the name of eyelids covers are their shutters
Because they are made by the deeds of swords, carriers

10. How many stops have made you pine in longing after
The spy was fooled by us and the blamer drew near

11. Below embracing the two palm trees bent over
Like the effort of a sculptor, fully chiselled

12. Yes, and pleasures are transient
If they have beginnings then they have ends

13. As long as you have the springtime of youth
The charms of youth are but a vanishing shadow

14. Frolic has a span, fleeting as if
It were a farewell kiss of a travelling beloved

15. Time has spoiled, so there is no pure sweetness
Nor complete joy that is unmarred

16. Except Abu Al-Fadl ibn Abdullah, his
Delight of wishes and he is the lofty abode

17. Well-trodden are my paths to it, around it
From his generosity in every rugged valley

18. Veiled with a canopy of awe
That turns away hardships, and the rider of transports

19. For the sun within it, the winds, the clouds
And the seas, and the lions, features

20. And in his presence are fruits and refinement
And water of life and death for wishes, streams

21. If it were not for the grazing livestock hosts surrounding him
The camel of the barren lands would roam to him

22. He knows what is within you before you show it to him
From his mind, and answers before you ask

23. You see him intercepting and facing
Our eyelids, and they are confused when he reciprocates

24. His words are clubs, and they are separators
under them are the joints of all sorrows

25. His virtues defeated all virtues
As if the virtuous were mere ruins

26. They killed Dafr and Duhaym relentlessly
So do you see the mother of Duhaym or Dafr in labor?

27. The sign of scholars, an ocean
That has no end, and every ocean has a shore

28. If the birth of every living being were like his
Women would give birth, though they have no midwives

29. If the fetus showed generosity through birth
The pregnant one would know, is it male or female?

30. So that the sons of Hasan would increase in humility
Alas! Lighthouses are not concealed in darkness

31. They hid the dew, hiding the crow’s filth
So it appeared, and does the pouring rain hide?

32. They strutted, yet they do not strut with their vanity
Traits of noble origin, the clearest proofs

33. The piety of their souls is alike, elder and younger
Chastity of loincloth, flapping

34. Oh boast, for people are three in relation to you
One in awe, or envious, or ignorant

35. You have risen, so you care not after
They knew, does he praise or criticize the speaker?

36. I praise you, and if you wished, you would say to me
“You fell short,” so keeping quiet about me is attainment

37. The eloquent do not dare recite a verse here
But I am the courageous composer

38. None of the people of the Jahiliya attained
My poetry, nor heard the sorcery of Babil

39. And if deficiency comes to you from a critic
It is testimony that I am complete

40. Who can I find to understand the ignoramuses of an era who claim
That the Indian among them is inferior?

41. But by your right, which is the purpose of the sworn
The truth is you, and anything other than you is falsehood

42. You are the pure one if purity meets you
And the water if you bathe, the washer

43. The tongue has not gone round the palate and flipped
A pen better than your fingers have done