1. The honor of eyelids and the humiliation of patience
Have ruled me to obey separation

2. I did not know before the concealer
That loyalty is the pioneer of betrayal

3. If after her stance, I had asked
About a departing one, I would have asked about my patience

4. I cry over the three pushed away after delight
The complainers with four red ones

5. It is time to eulogize her playground
With the prose of my tears, the poetry of the borders

6. O Kaaba of beauty that was not erected
Except to gain sin, not reward

7. You taught my tear effort, then took
Patience from you according to the tradition of estrangement

8. And passion has reached maturity, so
The heart has neither its cradle nor the rock

9. If you were just over thin Dannaf
You would have prevented the injustice of hips to the waist

10. And you have struck with the sword of your glance
So the eyelid was afflicted with fracture

11. And its languor is an inspiration to me upon
Harut the verse of magic was revealed

12. And you smiled from my tears and no wonder
To the departing ones is the smile of flowers

13. And the distance is a battle so your glance
In invading hearts is victorious

14. I was not worried about your two cheeks
Except the congruity of water and embers

15. And your command of ardour, indeed
Swearing has forbidden that command

16. O night of bliss I gained with it
You were only the night of destiny

17. And you are the sun, so why did you ride
The mule of night and it is the steed of the full moon

18. We spent it while the drinking dens
Where no evening conversation is quenched of the nectar

19. I watered with your twinkling while pure
Golden in a chalice of pearls

20. And you limited me with the glance when you saw
That the limit is obligatory on the wine drinker

21. And the alive is like the dead, secured from
The terrors dancing their prey

22. And the sheet erases what you wrote with
The edges of the braids from you in the dunes

23. As if your eyelids stole from your
Glances the meaning of confusion and intoxication

24. And the blackness of the heart of night flutters in it
Lightning fearing the pioneer of dawn

25. And the dawn never turned its secrets
To wings in eternity and thought

26. If it did not sleep you would have erased its planets
And the sun rising from the cheek

27. As if hunger tied with the thread
Of dawn in it the front legs of the eagle

28. Until it appeared as if its rising
Is the face of the minister announcing good news