1. O rider who has reached Al-Wajif, its lover yearns for him
Has the burden on his back disappeared from the valley of Al-Arak?

2. We kneaded it, and there is confusion in the hearts
Its winds stirred them up, and its twilights

3. So we were humbled by his humility, and we became frail
If you deny it, his madness made him frail

4. Because of a house above the desolate valley
A flood of tears from the eyes gathered its worries

5. We cry and it is of no use for one who seeks
The traces of homes, his crying and wailing

6. O desolate valley of Al-Wajif, will I see you
With green plants hovering and wandering around you?

7. And has the valley of Al-Arak, despite its oldness
Enriched it so I can shade and comfort it?

8. Or is the hill still the same, or were
Its summits raised above the hill?

9. I miss you O Arak trees, and between us
Is the expanse of Hejaz, for those who longed for you and your height

10. All time is good to you
Its dawn, darkness and evening

11. The time of passion I did not know how short it was
Until it was over, then I knew how long it was

12. The loved ones endured the passion and shouldered
Its morn shone in them, confusing your heart

13. They were stingy with you with a little dew
But abundant is their love for you, and little

14. And behind them, an old man heading to his supplies
Thirsty for them, his sickness does not get better

15. You wish for the return of connection as it began
When its separation from it was stingy

16. O may your Lord return your distant ones to me
And incline your hearts towards me

17. With the water of youth replenished, as if it is
The beautiful crescent, its beauty and appearance

18. I crave to kiss it, and even if I
Kissed it, its kiss would not quench me

19. Its regions have narrowed until it visited me
In the morning heading towards it

20. After connection was our way with it
And separation from it was its way

21. As if it is a blessing and pleasure
Whose enjoyment crept into the bones

22. Who can prevent me now that old age
Has let down gray hair over the temples?

23. It fulfilled the course of my passion, and the people
Poured over the homes like its floods

24. My carefulness of its harm preceded its slowness
When it honored me, so how fast is its arrival?

25. It would not have harmed it, had it wanted a visit
To come with a messenger announcing its arrival

26. No welcome to my gray hair visiting
Its coming and going tires me

27. Who was hoping for good health from an emaciated man?
Gray hair is an illness that does not cure its sick

28. Youthfulness has reached old age, but
The dye of old age is to vanish

29. The most delightful youth to me
Let its dawns and first appearances return to me

30. I love it in the morning, its darkness adores
And a shooting star loves its setting

31. They said gray hair is wisdom, and I wish
The heedlessness of youth remained in me

32. Preeminence in poetry is gray hair, but I wish it
Did not make me miss its superior

33. I am amazed by a group who guarded wealth
And anything other than it among them is disgraced

34. The shade of wealth, O inhabitants of the shade of wealth
Its loss and decline are feared

35. One who does not enrich the poor has no merit, and one
Who you do not see seek wealth does not attain it

36. Generosity does not keep possessions with the youth
And stinginess is the sign of wealth and its guide

37. No one elevates the people except a glorious man
Whose exceeding generosity has crept into the hands of men

38. For righteousness, what his hands have earned, and for dew
Its mournful morning and ease are from it

39. One aflame, so when he climbs the peaks of hostility
With his swords, their madness dies there

40. Ask to recognize me, for there is ignorance in you
About matters you see me lengthening and prolonging

41. When the shoulders of a group turned away from it
It became fine and little to me

42. So the striking of fate broke my swords
And the sword testifies to the death of its remnants

43. And my firmness was evident by the blood of men
Today its floods flow with blood

44. My perception on the day of turmoil is an perception
With slaughter let loose upon the faces

45. A day the mighty seeks havoc
And the humiliated flees to preserve his life

46. And I am the one who has preferred the tribes over his people
With his supremacy and seized supremacy from his tribe

47. And when you examine time, it is
A valley whose generosity has dried up

48. Indeed when the young man's branches thrive
His roots thrive as well

49. And people in life when you test them
Their minds get lost right there

50. How long the seeker seeks what cannot be attained, and the rider
Of evil what cannot be said, his disgrace

51. And the hasty one expediting a matter which if he
Came hastily towards would be detrimental to his haste

52. And the watchful of sprouts containing it while others
And the hopeful while others hope for it

53. Sustenance is deprived by the expert and
Guided to ignorantly

54. Neither does that one know how he was disappointed
Nor does this one know how he attained it

55. And a brother who showed his ugly side after
Doing good, so his good from him was lost

56. His estrangement accompanied his visit and his separation
Followed his connection and his turning away

57. It should not startle you when he heads with perception
Weaving the darkness, until his return startles you

58. His giving is inconstant, his deprivation is
His refusal unstable, his approval unstable

59. Who forgives me from one who exhausts me or preoccupies me
With a cord of love intended as his replacement?

60. I wore it like the cloth of menstruating women
So stick to it until its discharge oozes

61. Treat gently whom you meet of people
Indeed curing the sick is to treat his sickness

62. And leave hearts folded in their blindness
The secret is only what reaches you

63. And advise yourself if you advise, for everyone
You meet in life, few accept him