1. Would that when we lost composure
And it was a habit to us, we had lost tears

2. Far be it from God that when my companion departed
I became, for one day, satisfied with those who dwell in tents

3. He whose dweller left home, asks about nothing
Except its heights and open space

4. Had we known that parting would be long
We would have lingered the day of intention to bid farewell

5. May God not tend to the corruptors, nor answer
Responding in tribulations, Hearer

6. They wasted the covenants of those who were loyal
And never saw me waste it

7. We were tested by passion in a way that had it
Been from other than them, it would have been agonizing

8. Tell the phantom of imagination, the night it worried
About Najd, do not knock down tottering

9. The steeds out of fatigue on a coarse
Zaroud ground spread their chests

10. No blame on the one who descends into the deep valley if
His specter settled in Najd lying down

11. They deceived us with lies about the truth
So the passionate was never undeceived

12. And tasked us to abstain from love
Yet abstention is far fetched

13. And seek, if you find a secret keeper among you
For we have found the disseminator

14. O you who sifts men, desiring
A single obedient empty man

15. Be the brother of your own soul, from which
You are secure, and beware of all people

16. Lend no ear to them, for many showed
Dignity and reserve from them, yet were immoral

17. And if suspicion grips you, do not show
Submission, nor bow in humility

18. It does not harm the young man if he holds his honor high
That people see his garment patched

19. Indeed the pride of kings entrusted with me
Blessings I concealed from the rising of the sun

20. Every day I gain a generous deed
That came to me from him, or I consider a favor

21. Favors I did not attain by any means from him
Nor called an intercessor

22. And if the nights passed over them
I increased them in bloom and tailoring

23. And men who aspired for success, and when they failed
They aspired for what defeats the aspirant

24. They saw him yesterday protecting from the enemy
His kingdom, yet never saw him panic

25. And saw in his hands the white plains
Bowing down in the tumult of zeal and kneeling

26. And if armored bodies were equipped
He made spearing the armored bodies an armor

27. You rode but did not ride the great
And you built but did not build the lofty

28. And you struggled to attain the fence of might
Yet it was from you a vanishing mirage

29. You were asked but did not give, and giving never
Equaled requesting the generous gifts

30. Continuous rain does not bore him
And the brother of folly when called responds

31. O God of creatures who filled the earth
With mercy, safety and abundance

32. Be a protector for him from fear
And a fortress from tribulations, impregnable

33. And save him from the stroke of fate, for how many
Fate struck down, from the fate of an era, dead