1. Even if the nights' circumstances came between us,
Or the tents were folded away from me and you,

2. When separation cast me away from you I was distraught,
Right hand, I confided in you away from harm.

3. So my love is that love, and my passion
Is that fervor and all-consuming passion,

4. And what was between us remains intact,
Its purity undisturbed by days.

5. Peace be upon you from me, and a land
You are one of its people, upon it peace.

6. And the domes in Ausaja remain lofty,
Clouds still gather upon them.

7. You, O Qasim, are the desired one, and a people
You are one of them, a generous people to me.

8. Our origin is one, we count but
You are from it elevated, and it's elevation.

9. And on race day you are the groomed one.
How many men raced after you and stood tall!

10. I do not call you from a distant place,
Kinship brought its distance closer to us.

11. Not much when we reach you one day,
For obsticals a year and a year has passed.

12. Remember us, for we did not forget your love,
Do not sleep, for we do not sleep.

13. You master of nobility, neither wealth nor
Talk silenced you, where there is talk.

14. Supported since you lodged in it, upon it
No shame if blame lodges in it.

15. You quenched a land that contained you with rainwater,
And for you is might always and eternity.