1. For whom is there blood spilled in the meadows of the lively one,
My passion weeps for it neglected in the thicket.

2. You kindled this longing until you left no hope,
Then you turned away while there was no yearning in them.

3. They invent a religion in love, all of it heresy,
While love is the religion of guidance without any change.

4. O you who carry the lightning, is there a mount from you for me
Or are you preoccupied with her abode in Damascus?

5. I carried the heat of passion and longing in a liver
That craves it while the roses are slain.

6. O heart, woe to you! Neither the Jordan will obey my hands
If I come seeking water one day, nor the Nile.

7. What is it to me if the streams of water flow?
Except they flow with disasters in which Azrael is swimming.

8. I aspire for death to overtake me and restrain me
That I thirst while the roses are murdered.

9. O bird of Syria shaken by his imaginations
He saw the morning light and was tempted by the shadows.

10. You stirred in the Nile a bird that did not complain of your injustice,
Gentle, its twigs not moist with sap.

11. The blind horizons watch the birds settling down,
Darkness of ignorance, empty of knowledge.

12. I walked at night while its darkness overwhelmed me
And I, the clearest guidance, went astray.

13. Fate does not stop flowing for a period
Until it can be repealed and transformed.

14. What do people see in a nation demolished by
Its whims and nullified by superstitions?

15. Unless it is ruins that sadden its visitor,
It is then an abode of evil, haunted.

16. It is as if when its blindness overwhelmed it
Towards disgrace and the love of injustice it was created.

17. Seriousness took it and it turned back regressing
So the hemorrhaging of its disease was violent.

18. Ill fortune threw it into an abyss wherein
Nothing is but barking and mere saying and speaking.

19. The delusions of those wearing the garment of hypocrisy swarmed around it
And the vain hopes deceived it.

20. The warner cried out but none startled at his cry
Except the heavens when Gabriel shook.

21. If only my people, even if their affliction is great,
Would chirp and rejoice.

22. Who taught the people that seriousness is to repel
The playful while glory is misleading?

23. The miserable bad luck did not cease wandering
In the air until it settled in its burrow, disabled.

24. It ransoms the air to it while it is distressed,
Wounded in the wing, carried by setbacks.

25. Every whip of the horizon hurls it with a throw
Without end or length.

26. Until when it fell, the mortal perils swarmed around its landing site
And the age and generation clamored and roared.

27. Isn’t it so that my people, even if their misfortune is enormous,
Have nothing but singing and celebrations?

28. A story in the peoples of the East wonderful
It acts on the theater of generations.

29. O Saad, explain again the souls of the people
If any explaining benefits after this day.

30. Say to the advocates, take back from your help,
The sanctuary is wasted and the lion and the young lion are ravaged.

31. Woe unto me from the intrepid horseman when
The shields deserted him and the coats of mail betrayed him.

32. The mill of war turned among us wondrously
So the submissive one recoiled and the brave one retreated.

33. I advised my people before their death
If only the advice of reasonable people were accepted.

34. What is it to me if the wonders of poetry
Cannot guide someone not guided by Quran or Bible?

35. They are not my people if their ignorance is prolonged
And an assumption and imagining continues to deceive them.

36. My intimate people have no covering over their eyes
Nor a barrier over the insights shut off.

37. Oh what a pity for the East! Did nations rise in it
That spend wholly or did statues rise?

38. The wolves of the West attacked them, eating them,
Thus is the helpless defeated one eaten.

39. I say to the people, chaos in their doctrines,
Walk the ways of the living or vanish.

40. Take refuge in an impregnable moral pillar
Against which armies and fleets crash and vanish.

41. Oh moment, overtake peoples whom
A life poured upon them in the lands of the East has wearied.

42. Oh moment, if the future belong to one who perseveres
Then grant us patience until the rough ground is traversed.