1. My greetings to the quarter of travelers,
Even if my longing greeting reaches them in waves

2. I remembered, when I passed by the encampment,
The people of the encampment, and my love and prolonged yearning

3. The slanderers were not able to blame me for him
Nor those who pulled down part of my veil

4. They went while my heart looked back behind me
Even if the intention of the she-camels was ahead of me

5. I was not before those who traveled
Leading to the abode of love with the bridle

6. And when we left the family from our sides
And the cooing of some doves delighted me

7. The gazelle of the two valleys shot me with his arrow
And I was overwhelmed, while greyness protected me from his arrows

8. Nothing stopped him except my greying separation
And that my morning is in the place of my darkness

9. I shook off youth from the mother of my head and it diminished
My mischief and nakedness from the singing girls

10. So why would I frequent the owners of necklaces
Nor lead the owners of maids

11. So how much did I disturb them with my conversing
And how I startled them when I herded them

12. I say, and I left belongings for my she-camel
And I bid her farewell loaded with goods

13. She yearned as fathers who are burning yearn
Tossed by successive misfortunes - what misfortune!

14. My heart longs while my tears are frozen
While you are without longing and your tears are asleep

15. There is no singer in the darkness of my heart
For your heart from the whiteness of tender feelings

16. Stop by me at the hillock in the best stopping place
And guide both of us from it with the best guide

17. So why, if the claws deliver me to it
Will they not return to cut with knives?

18. I do not care how you become afterwards
Lofty or a heap with brances

19. For my palms have clung to the springhead out of love
So I do not wish for any fruit after it

20. So say to the king of mankind about me words
Which if I say I do not fear any blame

21. Are you not the one who if not for him
We would have no pillar to lean on or column for support?

22. And if not for the one you have appointed as a fighter
He would be destroyed, dissolved without order

23. And we would have been nothing but people roaming the desert
Seeking shade from the hot wind with rags

24. So where are the kings of earth compared to you
And where is the darkness of night from the radiance of dawn?

25. And which king before you today is able
If he passes he does not circle with a speck of sins

26. And which lawful thing before you acted
Did we not see him mix it with some sin?

27. You are the one who granted us blessings that
Made people's honour unlike any honour

28. And they have tested you for safeguarding wherever
You were called to it while the eyes were sleeping

29. In an hour when no controller has power
Other than one wearing out, whose sword is blunt

30. You are on the sides of a steed, swift to battle
As if you were above it, atop a wild ostrich

31. The horses either have some fleet footed ones with banners
Or stumblers in the plain with buzzing insects

32. Scattering lightly in the fray, as if
You made a herd of ostriches slip

33. Around you are scouts of every path
To death, aiming at every dove

34. When they are thrown into the fray, it is as if
Its expanse crumbles from them with fragments

35. You see them as generous with their souls in battle
But in war they are most wicked

36. I made you my fortress on the day I feared harm
And a shield against the enemies when I was plotted against

37. So you are my spear on the day I was stabbed in the gut
And you are my sword when I unsheathed my sword

38. I do not care, after you decide, about the one
Who treats my wounds with him and my talk

39. And my toil for your sake is comfort
And my loss in your satisfaction is my perfection

40. I avoid everything my prey run from
And everything you accept is my sanctuary

41. It did not hurt me when I drank you that I
Drew a cup but did not drink cups of wine

42. Nor that my palm, I did not make it
Safe from people's ways while you are my staff

43. I felt estranged that I would accept other than you
As my beloved, and a giver with his hands of my love

44. For the causes near you are weak
While the causes of my nearness to you are not flimsy

45. The day never came from you in which was my separation
Nor the time in which was my harshness from you

46. My saddlebags are only discarded in your abode
And my dwelling was only in your orbit

47. And what speech was there not of virtues
I surpassed in, so it is not my speech

48. You were celebrated on the day of festivity, for it
Suffices for what you love in every goal

49. It gives us good news of stability in what we see
And blessings you have clothed with permanence

50. Nothing came to us but with the luckiest star
And nothing visited us but the best year

51. And however long it lasts, the eye in it is delighted
And every branch is sleepy for the people