1. Is my heart amidst the caravan or has it outstripped the caravans?
I see not what is in my heart's confines, a heart.

2. It yearned after one who yearns, so it perished, and only
For my other members, in its tracks, ruin.

3. And they said you claimed the right, with no smooth approach,
Nor does sleep find sweet the cure for love.

4. So I said to them, "Had I known I was
Awake or, in imagination, I would not have been youthful."

5. The zephyr of youth reminds me of the pact of youth and its breeze,
The zephyr of youth from the direction of Nejd when it blows.

6. And the past of a youth who sheds tears whenever
I envisioned it in the soul or composed anguish.