1. Do not cut off the hope of living because of illnesses,
For life is shorter than preoccupations,

2. And happiness is not for a creature with a continuous feast,
And bliss in this world is not perpetual.

3. Time has decided to snatch away its gifts.
What the morning constructs, a child's hand may undo.

4. When an ignorant criticizes me in love, I say:
If you had suffered what I suffered, you would not speak.

5. Lower your eyes from me, for I do not turn
Towards blame or lend an ear to rebuke.

6. When I put on the garment of love's madness,
The secret of youth lies in the wine of flirtation.

7. The advocate of love, his obedience cannot be broken,
He is closer to the self than anxiety is to matching.

8. Do not be deceived by the softness of the difficult in strain,
The lion drinks and rises above the hero's shoulder.

9. And do not let yourself be fooled by patience in its places,
Time gets angry and judges the most reasonable of minds.

10. And how can one who mounts to confront an event
When his sickness lies in horses and camels, approach wrapping?

11. The lowest of his banners is a coat in his nobility,
And his palm is the rising place of dried honey.

12. He is satisfied with amulets instead of his turban,
And red leather instead of a red skullcap.

13. He has no pillow except his organs,
And prepares nothing but the skin of weeping.

14. Wedding songs do not appeal to me after delight,
Nor does my heart reveal to me any anxiety.

15. I have not ridden a horse whose rider is blamed,
Nor has my tongue turned speech into stuttering.

16. Alas! I do not intimidate anyone in this world,
And I have seen the inclusion of inadequacy and failure.

17. Men, however many they are, if you know them,
You will not find even one man among them.

18. Whoever’s supreme goal has not been my goal,
I will not dress him except in rags.

19. By God, one day he came to me, smiling,
On it I met the souls of the people in death.

20. On a steadfast horse ―one who wore it―
As if he had climbed to the top of a mountain.

21. Broad forehead, short from breadth in the back,
As if its rider were riding on its shoulder.

22. When I set out with sincere determination, preparing myself,
The archers saw my face filling the eyelids.

23. And the cheek of the ground was embarrassed and abashed
By the blush of the sun with stars in crescents.

24. Say to misfortunes, whether you were their informant or not:
Between you and me lies the clashing of whites and blacks.

25. Among some young men who loved violent war,
Nothing visits their love except boredom.

26. They do not fear that death will befall them,
Nor are they afraid one day of the bitterness of bereavement.

27. I convey to you the morals of villains,
My hearing is not inclined to your whispers.

28. Whoever desires that humiliation should miss his capture,
Let him not be occupied with the caravan of wishes.

29. Time does not hunt my heart in its coils,
Nor does my determination lean in the patience of hope.

30. You two, eyes of the envious! You are still winking at me,
While their hearts, you are still in fragmentation.

31. Whoever envies glory, branches are withering in their envy,
While the lover of glory is not met with boredom.

32. Do not look at a person without his envier,
For no onlooker with strabismus perceives truthfully.