1. I was not one to cry or lament
Had it not been for your murderous glances

2. O darling of the lively neighborhood, her eyelids withered
What have your eyelids done to us!

3. Your bedcovers protected you from their swords
Through them, you perfected reaching people's hearts

4. It's best their spears pass your body
If it's war, and their finest swords are your eyes

5. You made shedding my blood permissible
By the truth of your beauty that captivated you

6. If your love's religion is not forbidden
Kill me, so my love becomes your religion

7. Do not ask how this love came to be
You are too noble for love to bring you disgrace

8. My eyes and yours are both sleepless
One complaining, the other complaining

9. And I concealed that your saliva is wine
My wit prevented the gossip of slanderers

10. And I was cautious until the day of Souiqah
Where I fell into the trap of your eyes

11. You carried the blood of the passionate
You were weakened, unable to carry your load

12. You pretended to care, not out of love
But out of coquetry you pretended to care

13. Sorrow came and you were unjustly aloof
I complain of nothing but the coming of sorrow and your aloofness

14. Had you wished on the day we parted, you would have stopped
A pause that would heal my pain, radiant beauty

15. Stop your cups, for the wine you poured
Was not what your hands clapped, but your eyes

16. Rosy, whose beauty no enamored can fathom
Its brilliance, lineage, or your value

17. The sun's fire tested its essence
And its essence was purified by the goldsmith's flame

18. As if its essence oozed its rays
A face between angels, victorious

19. And we came to the victorious King
Each a pile of folded robes

20. Under each one's shade, I asked
About a meadow's grass, and your tents' shade

21. O she-camel, let us reach the darkness from his dawn
Good tidings to you, good tidings to you

22. To the Ancient House, high-necked
And the cultivated, noble, flourishing lineage

23. Tie her there, for after that
Is an expanse to loosen the camel's loads

24. If you come and the year is dusty, grey
The water springs' streams make your resting place lush

25. It is the source of inherited honor, the spring of
Blessings, the light of wise blessings

26. Greening the valleys of generosity, blackening
Battle days when they arrive and break out

27. The stop of wayfarers, those whose
Generosity made the riding camel kneel

28. Kings stand before it, and were it not for their pride
The orbits of the planets would stand before it too

29. You spread it like the full moon, its scent
Like musk, hardness and flexibility

30. It includes the Most High in its edge and its straightness
Between a flying eagle and a firmament

31. Its actions, whether fine or coarse
Are like the dew of his hands that flow unrestricted

32. Like rain above pulpits and beds
And like a lion among fangs and lairs

33. Like an overseer in its sharpness and its surface
Slicing kings, and the piety of devouts

34. Do not associate any other with it
That is a kind of disbelief and association

35. The King of Dew, so suffice him in his gentleness
Apart from people, like the conduct of angels

36. He aspires to gain every marvel
That its owner did not fear partnerships

37. From every outstanding kingdom
On the wedding day and time of possession

38. Eyes of passion cry on the day of his arrival
For the flashing lightning of his piercing sword

39. So his slain is neglected, no blood-money for it
His captive is suspended without ransom

40. Not by thunder when it roars with his generosity
And not by promises, for he is no deceiver

41. His fingers copied to oblige them
The way of angels apart from mortals' way

42. From a group, if they tried with their spears
To pick dawn's flowers, they will not succeed

43. After peace, they are the most wretched of lives
After war, they are the most destroyed

44. He is the inspiration of hopes, battle knows him
And the armored with his fierce killer-thrust

45. The world bowed to him, for its borders
Are protected by the edge of his cutting sword