1. Ask the caravans at your thresholds about a lover thrown down in anguish,
And about tears shed throughout time that have never dried up.

2. Do not ask anything but the mounts, for they
Will inform you about my state and what I have endured.

3. Oh, ask about a love-sick one, how he is faring,
Smooth-cheeked with yearning, complaining of frailty and passion,

4. He longs for you whenever the breeze blows lightly,
Pining, and flows whenever the leaves rustle.

5. And he is thrilled by memories of a beloved and dwellings
And a life spent relaxed and carefree with you.

6. He would be elated by you if he tried to express some of
What he feels of passions, he could not articulate it.

7. Whenever he races with the wind in the arena of sorrow
Due to extreme emaciation that befell him, he gains the lead.

8. He melts with love until when you are recalled,
His tears flow down his cheek, shaming the leaves.

9. O you who descend the slopes of Muhassab from Mina,
And you who visit the Sacred House, gently!

10. Within me there is a sickness for you in my heart I anguish over,
And verses of passions that will remain with me forever.

11. O our loved ones! If the days have dispersed us
And the turns of fate have shown our separation to be true,

12. Then I am still loyal to the covenant between us and your rights,
And I have never for a day sought freedom from your loyalty.

13. May God water the environs of the Hejaz and its people,
And convey my greetings to Suwayqah and al-Falq.

14. He especially favored the generous of every country -
For their love, I have truly become a slave.

15. O God of creation! I call on You beseeching
By the best of creation, the most eloquent.

16. Gather us together soon, for separation
Has harmed us and we have endured what we face.

17. Peace from God be upon you so long as a lover remains distracted
And the essence of fear comes toward you like lightning.