1. The poet of the sea returns to the sea
With fervent passion and eager soul

2. This melody from this chant
It belongs to the sea, it exists and is immortal

3. The homeland of Rome and the Arabian Sea
We have conquered it with the sword of literature

4. If one day it was said that my father was here
I said the glory of poetry is above lineage

5. Where are my days on the sands of Alexandria
And passion frolics and the soul is youthful

6. Where are my days and the fire of patriotism
That makes the heart a gift to the valley

7. I no longer remember and the world changes
Other than delusions, bracelets and ghosts

8. My hair turned white, do you see old age frightening me
The horseman of love and the conqueror of fortresses

9. In my heart there remains some youth
In my mind remains some sanity

10. It is not for the days to blame if they were upset
It is the juice squeezed from the mirage water

11. This sea is a spirit of bliss
This sea is a whiff from hell

12. In its folds a soft breeze
And storms of lasting distress

13. In my youth I had
Outings in my coming and going

14. I did not know what my destiny dictated
That it is a line written on the surface of the sails

15. I am generous in poetry and prose
What more can you offer me oh sea of love

16. The hope of love is near and far
It is a mirage in descent and ascent

17. I came alone with no friend or companion
There is no path for a sad man to dignity

18. The expanse of days is tight even tighter
And the sea dew is a burning fire

19. Oh sea, I am drowned in my passions
I drink sighs, one sigh after another

20. With passion, tell me when will I ever awaken
From a love that is a cup of exquisite wine

21. Sea nymph what are you doing
Oh doll that I created from the inspiration of my dreams

22. Do not deny how we were when passion was an honor
I sculpt it from my temptations and sins

23. Poems that are raging waves
And seas of kisses and fiery sighs

24. Sea nymph if you had listened to us you would have emerged
And surrendered your cheek to the sinful poet

25. A she-devil, if she ever appeared, would have
From the inspiration of my soul and heart thousands of devils

26. She spends the night playing under the wave absentmindedly
With the pearls and coral over there

27. Come up to the sky and listen, you will find
That people of jinn and men are intoxicated

28. When he recites poetry fervently
Every lover in the universe listens spellbound

29. Sea nymph return
And be generous with the sweet union

30. Don’t shy away from ascending the shore fearfully
Of a poet who surpasses you in charm

31. You are Balkis and the throne of glory is in my hand
I inherited it from my grandfather Solomon

32. Oh sea greetings and greetings
Oh sea singing and singing

33. Oh sea passion and passion
Oh sea meeting and meeting

34. Come to me oh sea
My soul is with you

35. I was exposed in poetry and fervor
So expose your fervor and zeal

36. Our meeting days were only a time
Bloodied with the wailing of swords and fire

37. I saw your shore and the winds raging around me
Like the captivity raiding the dangerous jungle

38. The iron was a fence I sought shade behind
My companion at dawn

39. If there is no intimacy and the days are fleeting
I was imprisoned with the free in my house

40. The clamor of the waves kept me company
As if it were some of my friends and entertainers

41. The British fixed me here by magic
And time strikes rocks with rocks

42. They imagined - wrong were their imaginations -
That I clip my nails while imprisoned

43. They even interrogated the bravest men
Officers during times of misery

44. They vowed to repent from their misguidance
And repentance means dishonor in some ways

45. I remained alone and armies heavily armed
Harsh guards, pillars of my determination and will

46. Pardon me, I did not pardon their crimes
Deceitful oath-breakers

47. Angels in their sublime nature when they spoke
Yet they act like the cunning of a cat towards a mouse

48. I have cursed them as the days passed
For fog is but smoke in the air

49. Hunting is their craft and the sea their field
What do hunters do but scheme and plot?

50. In our river, the rumble
In our river alone

51. Do not fool the fisherman
Do not fail your promise to him

52. With my poetry I will tell your story far and wide
You ignorant of my faith and explanation

53. I returned to the sea and my heart no longer
It is rescued from the affliction of fervor

54. It is hunted by a beautiful face and melody
It is the captive of Saad's voice