1. O brother of melancholy, awake to joy
You were intoxicated and emerged in sober clothes

2. Are the breezes from the flowers of Najd
That quenched your thirst from an old passion?

3. You were distracted by the meadow's fragrance
And imagined yourself in these lowlands

4. Remember that love has its ways
That even youths fight with weapons

5. And love has many great afflictions
If you refrain from the sailor's love

6. I advise and reconcile you
To divert my love from its course

7. I see it in everything my eyes perceive
And it shines through the clear water

8. A gazelle settled in the expressions of my heart
And made it his meadow

9. He prances with his beauty and shakes a branch
And you know the cry of one pierced by a spear

10. He sends from his dark eyelashes anger
And I'm no fool when it comes to white pages

11. The water of beauty ripples in him
Glistening on his face like the morning

12. He was haughty with the rights of love
And lightened with passion the weight of scales

13. He was stingy yet knew my love was true
And love was built on generosity

14. He envied me for my eyes that sent
Between blame and the flashing of a sword

15. By the Lord of dancers on the slopes of Sala'
Where flowers spread through those valleys

16. My heart did not neglect my love and soul
It is with him at dawn and in the evening

17. As long as his passion flows from me
And my lament fills the valleys

18. The clouds of tears flow
And my cheek shows the wounds

19. My heart is a bird flying in love - have mercy
For your sake on my pain and agony

20. Do not weigh heavily on me with blame
The gentle breeze holds me back

21. And the reproacher of fate but
Turns a blind eye to its clear faults

22. The forbidden attacked with deviant faces
Foolish from its treasures and filth

23. They were silent about kindness by nature
And filled the land with screams

24. So who hopes for loyalty from the weak
Like hoping for generosity from the stingy

25. Leave off reproach, leave off, and return
To the sincerity of your condition and comfort

26. And preoccupy your saddened heart for a while
With the ink of good friends

27. And rid yourself of the imagination of a phantom
By the Lord of earrings or a veiled woman

28. And do not give thought to the matter of fate
In it worries flow unbridled

29. And set your thoughts to roam
From this age and its people without wings

30. And my gazelle, I am his though
By the ways of youths at dawn

31. But it has its ways
That penetrate the darkness and the time of sobriety