1. He whose passionate heart is restless with love
Complains of the agony of spears and swords

2. He has sworn his love on the condition
That in mutual affection none but the steadfast of purpose be seen

3. For in his heart naught but glances
That no amulets can ward off

4. Mercy for the passionate - what he complains of
To a compassionate one - and does the passionate have a sympathizer?

5. O my bosom friend do me justice against my ardour
I am wronged by it and longing is unjust

6. Why does this lightning quiver and flash
It weeps for me all night while smiling

7. And stirs up passion showing its blade
The night glowed and the night bloomed

8. I recall living and the days of fever
The gentle life with gentle white women

9. May God water the abode of fever
Where the lion roars and the gazelle sighs

10. How many times did the black-eyed gazelles conquer
The eyes of lionesses with the smooth-cheeked lion

11. And how many firm ones in the morning
Were caught in the grip of love, and where is the firm one

12. He slept heedlessly of me for a brief hour
While my eyes were sleepless and awake

13. And he sucked the honey from his spittle
While my share from him was but bitter aloes

14. The eyes of the doe fought me, and from
My love they were nourished, and who can make peace?

15. Naught but a willful transgressor deserves death
The sword of his eyes violates the unlawful

16. Enchanted by his beauty, smiling
Bestowing pearls, those smiles

17. You killed me without sin in love
May God protect you, you have sinned in killing me

18. The black of your eyes shed my blood
Where are the piercing whites of your eyes?

19. The deeds of your glances against their lovers
Exceed their right yet cleave fast

20. For your height I moan in the darkness
As the doves once moaned for the branch

21. I have accepted the bitterness you made me drink
Except that I fast from the wine of your saliva

22. Love has exposed passion in its people
And has appeared from one who hides it, and it is no hider

23. I see no comfort for my crime, blame me for you
And I heed no blamer

24. And my tribulation is all from a blamer
Who persists in blaming, and a beloved who will not blame

25. Passion is a lurking malady in my soul
A lion, none can overcome this disease

26. I had patience but it did not last
The patience of passion is not lasting after estrangement

27. How can one who recalls the pact of love find solace
When the reminder renews an old pact?

28. Wondrous is longing, see what it builds
I wonder, who will demolish it afterwards?

29. Were the sigh in my chest revealed
To the zephyrs, gales would blow

30. But I, and my wishes gathered, care not
And Abu Salman is safe

31. A master whose fame, when called
Is an auspicious cloud laden with rain

32. For he is to the questioner, when the echo sounds
A fresh spring, and a surging sea

33. I smelled from him the lofty lightning
Foreteller of rain for the complaining poor

34. Like rainclouds, but he
Follows the humble shower with a shower

35. Verily, the one who relates a report of him to you
Is not like one who relates of Ka'b and Hatim

36. From the Messenger of God, from his sons
What we have transmitted of the hadiths of noble deeds

37. The elect of God from creation, and they
Are guides for creatures, else they would be beasts

38. The rightly-guided, but for their forefather
And guidance, creation would wander confused

39. The family of a house, created from the first
As pillars of glory and pillars of faith

40. Through them God opened for us
The keys of grace and the seals

41. Blessed is the son of Ali, he is
The essence of manners, the fragrant breath

42. "Thus should the sons of nobles be," said he who saw him joyfully
Inheritor after his father in ascendance

43. Of the Hashimites, none inherited like Hashim
A sheer nobility and towering glory

44. Which branch of the branches of pride buds
An ascendancy ever rising

45. To the heights - no ladder can climb it
By my father the noblest - in war they have no fear

46. Eloquent the reddened swords of Qana even when mute
And continued favors from their hands

47. So he survives who censured them
You are my patron from them, and you are their people

48. Favors raising me above favors
So my reward from you, my master, is

49. A lifetime's scattering verse and rhythm
As when a northerly wind shook a stone pine

50. And the branches danced with the swaying
By your favors upon us there is an effect

51. Your traces are like the traces of clouds
Does the master know what he has known

52. Or is he now aware of what I know?
Verily your Indian steel is in peril

53. None but you can save it today
He has repented of his sins

54. And regrets in the morning what he gathered in the evening
Thus I seek your intercession

55. Knocking gently on the doors of mercy
If you wish, you can save him, or not

56. Whichever you intend
So show mercy my master, and be kind to him

57. He is still my patron and servant
You have been to me a shady shadow

58. Your shade endures for those who seek it