1. How much did I miss gathering with friends,
And how my longing boiled for the ecstasy of our reunions.

2. Yet I did not despair at the blows of fate,
Nor did I complain at the pain of separation.

3. And here I am, accustomed to your absence,
With grief overflowing from my soul.

4. My fluttering heart longs
For the day we will meet again.

5. Abu Al-Harith, be safe from the events of our time
And from the heat of the breath of the longing lover.

6. I endure the distance to you, as soon its
Arrows will pierce every bone in my body.

7. I lost my sun, and now I call out to it
As it sets in the west over the lands of sunrise.

8. I wander lost in worries that make me accustomed
To them - oh what worries departing and returning!