1. Gently now, for in the breeze's fold there are messages
And lean, for the valley-slope is leaning

2. And it leaned only to ask, and it has
A discourse of love's madness - so draw it out and question it

3. It related a story about the slopes of Nu'man unfettered
And traced from it what the facets have recounted

4. So it has justified the lovesick and given motion to the reticent
From ardour it has risen while still influencing

5. And lean on the ridge of the preserve so its gazelles may
Observe you and be amorous

6. And tell my passions to the breeze for it is
My confidant when the wind-puffs stir me

7. It has watered the valley-bed from the bent spout
Of rain-clouds, fetterless, streaming down

8. And greeted the environs of Sal' and the pasture
Of Guwair and sated the belt of Nu'man, pouring down

9. So from it its shades overlap at al-Maqil
And in it the water-holes line up by al-Widad

10. And my questioning of the breeze is a preoccupation
Just as my tears for the encampments are questioning