1. The morning mountains wept for him,
And the mountains were made happy by it.

2. A Hejazi, his love clinging to Najd,
Neither able to live nor die.

3. The caravans deter him for their howling,
And the ardour of night surrenders him.

4. As if his heart were the palm of a drowning man,
Struggled over by a whale at sea's edge.

5. You have an eye, Hind, with kohl adorned,
And a heart soon to be lost or wasted.

6. When they two afflict a sick man with their harm,
The disease they aid has no assuager.