1. You have awoken from the Mother of Boys,
Her mention, her care, and her troubles,

2. And you have abandoned her with the abandonment of a man
Who did not say the choicest of her purity,

3. A Qurashi woman, like the sun the light
Of which shone with its splendor,

4. She surpassed white silk in her beauty and purity
When she donned herself for the youth and was content with her gown,

5. She did not look back at her possessions,
And went on in her infatuation,

6. If it were not for love of the Mother of Boys,
And my need to meet her,

7. A racing camel would have been brought near for me
Imprisoned for its quickness.