1. O eye, though lovers fell in love
My eyelid lost like a drowned man

2. Eyes enjoy the specter of wine - but not
Your specter except tears and sleeplessness

3. A sanctimonious man who sanctions shedding my blood
While no hatred lies between us

4. Darkness shrouds his face
Like the sun and I see its redness set

5. A visitor whose visit brought nothing
But the shivering of my innards and separation

6. Cloaked by darkness, stealthily walking
His tracks covered by the thief

7. After closeness between us grew narrow
I set between us a desert with no tracks

8. A waterless desert with no stars to guide
No horizons to keep in sight

9. I was not lost in its confusion
Where roads tangled in echoes

10. I yearn for its unknown and am tempted
By my reckless heart, its dream is little

11. Lying in the darkness, his bundle
Sliding smoothly with no friction

12. When David finished he said to it
Are you locusts' eyes or a necklace?

13. His blow in striking is like perfume
Followed by shoulders and neck

14. Expelled from Al-Jawzaa's belt
As if it, on his heels, were chased

15. My eyes never saw among the youth I saw
A patch to cover a patch

16. Except Abu Shaker, when rain held back
And trees had little green leaves

17. I charge and throw at him bitterly
Impenetrable to pierce his armor

18. What can the innocent do with skulls
What can these pens and paper do?

19. Tight-fisted yet generous
Happy with his position, free

20. No connection between us
Except competing ambitions and manners

21. When he visited me sick, the fever's
Heat cured with his sweat's irrigation

22. Oh my sorrow that I could not protect him
From intending harm, if I had any strength

23. He visited me, greeted me, and left happy
Our praise perfuming his honor

24. Fed to the storytellers thereby
As it feeds gazelles in the meadows

25. A secret to the eminent; you intuited it
Kings and markets perplexed by it

26. None of them had insight except you
No sleep on the eye's lid

27. Issa's son greeted me kindly
Affection lies between the generous

28. Of horse-like bearing, though silent
When laurels are his right

29. No unmanliness or hypocrisy in his traits
And no pliability or bending

30. An egg of kings and glory manifested
Dazzling to beholders splitting

31. A people whom their neighbor takes refuge in
Glory moves only in their homes

32. With rage they gained what they seek and with
Striking the Persians' skulls cracked

33. They think not they were forced
And that they take what they were given

34. They slapped the cheek of time so hard
Like slapping the paper by the branch's art

35. Until when fate's disasters flared
They returned rising above what fate ripped

36. Without decadence or fleeing when
Necks turn away seeking escape

37. Their swords shine as their faces do
Each of them glittering in the darkness

38. They release the guilty when they perish
Or pardon the innocent who stumble

39. They were not created for their own pleasure
Rather, this people were made for glory