1. The tears of my eyes keep flowing over you
And my love for you is like that of the departed - it knows no comfort

2. And here I am, in darkness from being deprived of you
I have spent the night in anguish, its heat ever rising

3. And a teardrop flows down my cheek like pouring rain
I have busied my heart with this anguish, renewing it

4. And I have not seen any savior from this tearful occupation
Except - what suffering do I suffer from harm?

5. I endure embers and turn a blind eye to thorns
And I busy my limbs and heart, which is preoccupied

6. I spend my days hoping and sometimes
I weep for you every now and then

7. And I, who lived with you, have become destitute
When the night comes, I become extremely distressed to the point of fever

8. And passions poured out that no mind can comprehend
A heartrending conversation that revealed the state of barrenness

9. And clarified to me the condition of emptiness
So if it reveals and expresses this yearning

10. It leads me to Az-Zawra' with a refreshing longing
So why did what spoke of its condition seem easy

11. And they said, vegetation has grown there with people of merit
And its elite have treated it with justice after its rectitude

12. So I said: There is no refuge but in its shade
When the Abode of Peace has grown with its people

13. So neither mountain nor plain can shelter the generous
Despite the great calamity that has befallen it

14. And the events that have signaled its destruction
So there is no shade but in its expansive sanctuary

15. And if the shade that is in its side has shrunk
Then where in other than it is there shade in the burning heat?

16. Is life's lowness known except through its lowness?
And the flowing of fresh water except through its flowing?

17. If one day it becomes barren, is there any garden like it?
And if the flowing water dries up in its land

18. Then what sweet drink but it can we have?
May God protect the past era of my life

19. In Baghdad, in ease and soft living
And in Karkh - Karkh facing the clouds

20. An abode in which my amulets were tied
And I had family and roots there long ago

21. Remembering it wearies me beyond my capacity
My intoxication with recalling it and waking from it

22. The dwellings of my loved ones and the origin of my attachment
In it my she-camel settled in its fertile expanse

23. In it my camel bellows, and my price with it soars
I remembered loved ones in the days of their company

24. And separation has not ripped its seam
Oh! For my union with it after its separation

25. I wish I knew - will it show me one of its quarters?
Settled, with loved ones reunited

26. Its countryside has vanished, its meadows transformed
So does the downpour revive it with its flooding?

27. And will its meadows green after withering?
And will ruin and decay assail its leaves?

28. Indeed, noble and glorious people have made it hard for me
Their resting places are goals for all people

29. So am I sitting in those seats?
And am I on the day of glory headed for

30. The courtyard whose separating and uniting are supreme?
And will I one day obtain my goals

31. Honored by my loved ones and suppressing my envious enemies
And will I follow the custom of my habits with the brethren

32. And will I every day kiss the palm of my father
My father Mustafa, whose resolve is always lofty

33. And will scholars whose knowledge has encompassed the earth
And whose understanding has perplexed minds

34. Draw near them, lightening their worries?
And will the poets of both lands gather them

35. While I have the capacity to convey their morals?
So I come in the morning, not as we were separated

36. Faces I have watered with tears from missing them
With a capacity that has risen above those contained in minarets

37. And this is the capacity of the valiant, still enduring
For him is the necklace in its corners, and for him the solution

38. Will the dawn show me each intrepid one
And seasoned diver in the depths of calamities

39. And every refined, eloquent youth
And will it show me, after sunset

40. Going to the shaykh of the era's retreat - the one whose oppression is justice
He built it for venerable shayks

41. And made them its elite and took them into his protection
Even if he did not comprehend the indication of their cipher

42. For in it are breasts who kept to it due to their frailty
And they did not complain of traveling to him, though they are exhausted

43. We endured its apartments after determination tired of diverting us
And the affliction of enduring its like became impossible

44. An abode whose merit we recognized after it
Greetings upon that abode and its people

45. For they are always in my heart wherever they are
It pleases my eye that it be illuminated

46. And my soul yearns for its land and sky
And whoever said I forget its water and air

47. By God, I do not forget its air and water
When my heart is there, then when could I forget?

48. My loved ones, from me is peace upon you
When the scrolls of passion are spread before you

49. My loved ones, though time has distanced you from me
My loved ones, is there any reaching you?

50. For the messengers have tired between me and you
I lost touch with you though passion is with me

51. As if I had not been seen or heard by you
And my distance from my lands and dwellings has been long

52. Oh! For an aspiration hoped for and a union to return me
To you, if you wish, through it the love will reconnect

53. My loved ones, I aspire to your good words
And if I taste bitterness in it from the sweetness of your affection

54. I yearn for your songs and your sublime position
And I, in calling upon you for your misdeeds

55. Always see its bitterness as sweet with me
I asked a God whose request I spoke sincerely

56. To attain the purpose through His grace and bestowal
And I supplicate the supplication of Eid in beseeching Him

57. And I ask my Lord by the Prophet and his progeny
To facilitate my return to you - and to Him belongs all bounty