1. The quarter stood on a square
Deserted, O Saad, by the people of prosperity

2. And features that went to draw water for it
From the springs of the caravan, the watering place of the valleys

3. So every passionate youth wept for it
Acting on my behalf, though that was not my intention

4. And this, finding nothing in it
To endure, though he was strong in endurance

5. So I was amazed by my knowledge of him
That he is firm in loyalty and pure in friendship

6. From the passions of youth that he harbored
And tears above his cheeks in the valleys

7. Saying, how have our days passed
And passion that will not be until the return

8. And the appointed time has elapsed - so why do not
The sighs of passion cease from this heart