1. My heart grew ill from being far away
When we left, still sick with lovesickness

2. O dwellers of the camp, do you know that I
Can barely sleep, just little

3. My longing heart calls you, so please
Send it a mirage to console its separation

4. Oh, had you not lost it, you would have found it
A bride adorned, resting

5. O critics, stop, for I could not
Find a way to be patient with them

6. By the law of love, never have I
Abandoned the beauty of patience gracefully

7. O breeze of the morning, take from my heart
The pain of ardour; be my companion

8. And carry a message from a lover
In which is rhetoric and collecting

9. Describing the beautiful defeats
One who seeks brevity and detail

10. She whose love I intended
Went far away to dwell among her tribe

11. A gazelle, my heart became her captive
Not desiring any substitute

12. Oh, mistress of beauty, my hopes
Are to see our days united

13. You are but a garden of beauty
When you show your cheeks and chin openly

14. The bending of branches is hoped for, and what garden
Would prevent its branch from leaning

15. Had you shown acceptance and kindness
The breeze would blow only gently

16. And had your face been unveiled at night
We would have taken it as a guide and sign

17. You are - without you we would not have been tasked
And without

18. The supporter of the faith, we would not have found a way
Time stumbled without intention, so without

19. The supporter of the faith, we would not have found rest
Whoever has not taken its protection as shade

20. Has gone astray from the path of truth and righteousness
For the companions of the Prophet, grow

21. By them a family and magnify a tribe
Let all who wish describe them and their state

22. And supremacy, then read the Revelation
He gave before asking, until we thought

23. That we knew no hesitation
Would that I always come before him

24. Where he places his shoes, kissing
For the enemies he has prepared a long spear

25. And a generous steed, a polished sword
And for archers a deadly bow

26. And a piercing arrow, plentiful
The enemy of Islam failed and spent the night

27. Losing, not attaining any baseness
And that which has come will retreat from it

28. Its miserable, vile army fleetingly
He is a soothsayer, and luck speaks of him

29. That the best said of him is truest said
And He who ordained matters as He

30. Wished among creation, is able to grant
You remain for the faith - and all creation prays