1. The days passed, and the sorrowful soul
Wandering in hopes, longing for your kindness

2. Each day of your estrangement was years
If only I knew what preoccupied you

3. On my way, going or coming
Faces laughing with beauty and brightness

4. To me, from you O darkness of my soul
Commanding my heart and doing as you please

5. A nightingale in your cheerful throat lamenting
Oh your throat, ah then oh

6. A seduction in your tender gaze beckoning
Oh your gaze, ah then oh

7. What are those eyes doing
What are they doing, what are they doing

8. You have an eye that is magic and beauty
The lover returns to it, he returns

9. I wish I knew the reasons for estrangement
From a loved one, a heart distant and wandering

10. Neither love disappears, nor patience returns
Passion brings my ruin in this existence

11. I nearly confessed in agony and fervor
So I treat what wounds my soul

12. The bird of passion screams in my ribs
The absence from the beautiful one has been long

13. The days stretched long, the absence stretched long
It's been two days and my eyes haven't seen you

14. Restrain yourself my sweetness, from this flirtation
And come look at my suffering from missing you

15. The days stretched between us
Stretched between us, stretched

16. Dreams carried us
Carried us, carried

17. Don't forget O soul, the days of Tuesday
O kindler of love, on the day of Tuesday

18. Don't forget O soul, the dreams of Tuesday
O inspirer of poetry, on the day of Tuesday

19. What is the story of the two moles
On your dazzling cheek

20. What is the story of the two glimmers
From your magical eyelid

21. And what is the hand of the master poet, inspired
Like the rising of the moon after darkness

22. A hand whose fingers were created of such gentleness
As if it were the flowers in the days of April

23. I glance at its light, so it dazzles me
And exposes the secret from my hidden longing

24. Glory to its Creator, glory to its Maker
A light that ignites my passions and ecstasy

25. You ask about me, you ask
The whisper on the phone says who are you

26. Don't conceal your voice from me, its tone
Is known to my heart before my ears

27. We were together yesterday
We were together, we were

28. Don't forget last night
In its shadows we lived

29. In reproach we regretted, and we had
From reproaches, cups and regrets

30. We say what we desire, and the night opens up
Drowsy eyelids content and flexible

31. The night didn't know before last night
That a hand would caress it, so it becomes happy

32. The stars lean towards us listening
To the stars of the night, eyelids and ears

33. Are you the one who last night captivated its soul?
And my right hand folds it forcefully and tears it away

34. Are you, answer me, for your soul I am present
And I possess the command of love and poetry

35. What are these dreams
What is this fervor

36. Passion is dreams
In its meadow I sing

37. I remembered that I held you in an embrace
And you from my right hand nearly perished

38. Who are you, blessed is the Creator
Your love is from my provision, blessed is the Provider

39. If your eyes shine, a longing one
Weeps with his eyes while his soul laughs

40. Who are you, I don't know
And you, do you know?

41. I concealed passion from me and from you to protect
A soul that rages in me and pours out

42. I can conceal
O my charmer

43. Don't deny concealment
I am made captive by it

44. If I spoke your name, the whole universe would rise up
Demanding my blood, for your precious soul

45. Don't forget, we met
Did we meet, did we meet?

46. The carriage carried us
At midnight

47. And you in my embrace
Complaining of torment and night

48. We made the night for our purpose
And the night in the sanctity of passions is concealment

49. You complain because I love you
I sing because I love you

50. Unjust oppression from me, beloved, is no wonder
I am darkness to all beautiful faces

51. Beauty is only with you
And love is only with me

52. And beauty is a slave to love
So you, O soul, are my slave

53. Try to save yourself from me, I am a hero
Who conquers beauty with melodies and songs

54. What is that face
I hover over it

55. I stayed up at night complaining
Of the cruelty of concealment

56. And you at night complain
Of the pain of deprivation

57. Are you unaware that I am a desperate lover
Whose concealment is a declaration of fervent passion?

58. With silence I declare my secret
With silence you declare your secret

59. And the secret in love is loud
So conceal from the lover your loudness

60. Don't say I'm a lover, for I
Am not worthy of this garden of beauty

61. The stars are jealous
Of the gentleness of this flirtation

62. They are jealous of us, and of the flames of our agony
The chaste are jealous of the lovers

63. What was last night, was it long while you were in it
In the mind of the deadly poet, a devil playing?

64. Fooling around and playing, unaware of the extent of my passion
For the wonders of his face that went and came

65. Melodious voice, charming speech
In the longing lover's hearing, melodies

66. A soul from the soul, if existence were to listen to it
At dawn, it would become an artist

67. On Tuesday call him and play with him
Souls and bodies belong to occasions

68. When he appears, a startle arises from him
The soul smiles from me though it is angry

69. Am I angry? Don't be angry, for my hand
Hurts and wounds, and passions have colors

70. A crying picture
Is this your picture?

71. A complaining moment
Is this your moment?

72. I kept my promise, so let me
Scatter the soul in your path, let me

73. Crying, are you crying because I
Didn't confess what I concealed from you?

74. My passion, you don't know its source
The free spirit conceals secrets

75. My passion, I don't think
It's a specter your dreams freely bestow

76. What is this desert
In the land of new Egypt

77. Winter stretches in it
For distant songs

78. I warm my soul when I remember you
And warmth with fervor beyond warmth with fire

79. You are a sign
Of my hardship in your love

80. You feel
My misery from your estrangement

81. Two days or days
Two days or years

82. What are these delusions
What are these dreams?

83. In just two days without you I have felt
What fate doesn't make in a lifetime

84. What is this picture
What is this picture

85. A face that is the essence of beauty in its radiance
A cheek the bees seek in the month of March

86. A face hostile to my soul, it is a ray
Of my agony, passions, and poetry

87. A cheek, if I taste it in illusion, my blood boils
In eruptions of the mighty fervor

88. I yearn for an appearance, if it walked on a mountain
It would make it dust above rocks

89. O above what my soul desires, come you will find
My soul for your soul complaining of the homelessness of the house

90. Don't prolong your estrangement, O you gazelle
I will conquer you with permitted poetry

91. Deliberate aloofness, O you gazelle
Is legitimate in the law of love and union

92. You're not far from me
O kohl of the two eyes

93. You're not far from me
O most melodious of melodies

94. I am the happy miserable one
With the tune and the two eyelids

95. I am the captive charmer
With poetry and the two eyes

96. I don't know your matter
You don't know my matter

97. The madness of passion is your poetry
The madness of love is my poetry

98. O you masterpiece of eyes
O you sigh of sorrows

99. O you captivator, I am captivated and capturing
With a coal from the fiery fervor, burning

100. Flowing tresses
With them my infatuation grew long

101. And dreaming eyes
With them my love rose

102. I love you with a love, if you sensed it
You would ask about my state and conditions

103. I forgot the garden of meanings in its flowers
And you alone, O beloved, are in my mind

104. A complaining picture
A crying picture

105. A playful picture
A picture beyond depictions

106. What are these states
What are these colors

107. You're a child, and children are gifted
So a child cries with a tear while happy

108. Search my pockets, search
O you child

109. And drink from my nectar
O you bee

110. Messi said words you know
With the soul, and the child knows souls

111. Messi in his sorrow died, and I regret
A relative of his, souls of poetry

112. Will the poet be destroyed?
You erred, Messi

113. The poet will not be destroyed
With a tear in his eye

114. O beloved
O God

115. You exposed me in your love
O God

116. And who am I to pour poetry, a tear
That a soul in love with you exclaims?

117. Grant me the reward of a heart enamored with your love
On the strings of spirit and the soul composes