1. The pretense is not the quality of lovers
Except when love grows old with hypocrisy

2. The morning of separation shed tears
On the cheeks that were not shiny

3. So it is as if in love we are religious people
And as if in separation we are adversaries

4. Return with wine to the good old days
Wine for it has the remedy

5. In addition to the beauty of her creation
The brightness of her mood is the beauty of morals

6. And if life made me drink the poison of its sorrows
I healed it with wine or a cupbearer

7. We, when the destined one won his sustenance
Were created like the hyena without sustenance

8. I roamed the horizons with necklaces of praise poems
Their wonders dazzled the horizons

9. And I seek refuge from the evils of the east in its west
So I retreat from humiliation to defeat

10. Like the crescent it lived a full month
Then the last of its month threw it away with erasure

11. A journey I hoped would make me rich
But I reached in it the utmost poverty

12. And how often did I come upon Damascus and it breathed
The quality of the prince of Taghlib very thinly

13. We wrap our existence around him like rings
Like pigeons cooing in the rings

14. You renewed the morals of generosity after
Its traits had become worthless in morals

15. And you acted in times of affliction as
Your prey acted towards a torn flock

16. And you owned the necks with favors for indeed
The favors of kings are the collectors of necks

17. Glory is what your qualities remain unharmed
And generosity is what your hand remains generous

18. You taught me the far-sighted vision of highness
After being accustomed to the enemies' blinking

19. So it is as if I appointed a gazelle to counter
The cunning of the enemy with its thinness

20. So I will bring to you every rarity
For which the generous sacrifice their souls