1. The buds emerged from the branches,
Exposing my hidden passion.

2. From the darkness of my glances I became bright,
Raging inside my heart from my eyelids.

3. I was struck by the morning from my forehead,
Though I tried to hide in the night of my hair.

4. My eyes have pierced my heart with fire,
And my heart has cast water into my eyes.

5. This is from those devils, and that from these,
Circling endlessly in my eyelids.

6. When the traitors told on my tears,
I concealed my passion in my faithful heart.

7. So my passion in my heart lies hidden,
Ambush within ambush within ambush.

8. Oh those who unleashed me into their love,
And lost me to all but them, binding me!

9. Oh you who made me find some passion,
With which all patience I lose.

10. Oh you who made lawful to abandon me,
And from reunion made me forbidden!

11. To you love gave my tenderness, yet you
Are most entitled to accept me.

12. You count me enemy if I draw near,
And in delaying your promise you leave me.

13. Passion has exhausted my skin, and left
The burning of my liver and the groans of my ribs.

14. Nothing of my being apart from you remains
Except a gasp in imagining suspicions.

15. I have no savior but my refuge
In the glory of the Chosen, the Truthful,

16. The Messenger of God, best of creation,
Whom God graced with the Manifest Victory.

17. How much, by my passion and fervor, O noble ones
Of Najd, will you come to my aid?

18. I determined to mend my broken state
Revealing my poverty, that you may enrich me.

19. Through you the moon, whose palm tree has bent in yearning -
How could my pining not reach it?

20. A generous man who does not fail his guest,
Severe in might, gentle and kind.

21. On him I pinned my hopes, and I hope
Certainly in my fate that you will confirm me.

22. My still passion stirs me toward him,
And wonder not at stirring stillness!

23. How often passion has come over those of discipline
When they engaged in the arts!

24. The prayers of God have never ceased
To shine upon him from the clouds, always.