1. Flashes gleamed for us with blinking eyes,
Dawns for a horizon from which dawns were absent,

2. As if the stars of night were pearls with among them
The twinkling of the spark's twinkling flashes.

3. And I saw nothing but the lightning in the horizon, it
Whenever lightning is absent from it, it is nonexistent.

4. As if a flock mixed with the atmosphere, or
Sweet nectar flowed for us amid the clouds,

5. It appears and hides, then draws near and slopes
And widens from its course, then narrows.

6. So my wings fluttered nothing but like that,
And my veins throbbed nothing but like that.

7. And its twinkling urged me toward beloved faces
For them is glory and the urging one urges.

8. And below the twist is a gazelle, for it is whatever it desired,
Clinging to the seeds of hearts, adhesive.

9. It has its rule over me, and without its kindness,
The abundant two seas are deep upon me.

10. And I am passionate for it over me, and it has
No path to the side of it upon me.

11. And I promised it nothing but the stirring of an ardent love,
And nothing but a mirage in the wasteland flickering.

12. So I love those I am not inclined to,
And those not longing for me yearn.

13. And I, toward those who have no affection,
And no mercy toward me, am compassionate.

14. So oh my heart's disease, I do not see you make me forget,
And oh my heart's intoxication, I do not see you awaken.

15. By my soul, from those I bid farewell on a day of departure,
And my eyelids from the torrents of tears are drowning,

16. And it burdened me from the heaviness of the day of farewell,
With afflictions no capable person can endure,

17. They shatter a man's resolve though he is determined,
And demolish the pillar of patience though it is firm.

18. And a night we spent while it crept upon passion,
Far in purpose, distant in reprimand, profound,

19. And the searchers went astray in it and obstacles
That before were hindering were cut off,

20. And we are as the enemy desired, so he
Is harsh to what we passionately love and desired a friend.

21. So the honor of union on that day is displayed
And the sweet attainment there is tasted.

22. Thus there was nothing but chastity and righteousness,
And nothing but complaints of tender love,

23. And nothing but moaning of passion and talking
Smoothly, refining the edges of the two cheeks.

24. Upon it from the generous is the gloom of diffusion,
And in it the slender one's slenderness is profound.

25. So we continued, thirsty of love, drinking
Until the glimpses of dawn appeared.

26. And the striped garment's walker approached when it showed,
And every prisoner in the darkness is free.

27. It demolishes the fringes of night as if
A group migrated from some of the homes.

28. So it is nothing but a wound for thick darkness,
And nothing but a head for the darkness, bald.

29. And it was scattered in the desert until it was as if
It were a young camel in desolation, grazing it delicately.

30. So if the mouth of darkness is not smiling,
Your sword oh horizon of dawn will be sweet.

31. And if this dawn itself is not in the eye,
Then the side of the caravan's east in it has flames.

32. So no hidden course remained for the one traveling
And no flashes for the departing traveler's flashes.