1. I saw her a thousand times
Yet my gaze did not find for me in her

2. Until I persevered though I had no aptitude for such perseverance
So my tears betrayed my love

3. And through love I attained its pinnacle
Did my narrative reach you?

4. In it is a moral for the heartsick
O Ghadah, epitome of

5. Beauty and grace
When will you be generous to a

6. Soul with bliss and joy?
I marvel at love, for I

7. See beauty abundantly
Created from the bud of dawn as it opens its chest

8. My eyes did not seek from them a speck
But your beauty, by Allah, opened the flower of love

9. You are my occupation morning and evening
You did not disappear for a moment, O acme of beauty

10. Is there any solace for a grieving heart,
O my wish, from affliction?