1. Between the secret of passion and what's openly declared
My patience in love and my art have gone astray

2. My eyes have forgotten me with their tears
The eyes of love forgot grace with tenderness

3. He slept and left Layla and parted from me
After being intimate he parted from me

4. My passion did not weaken though his abode is far from me
And how can it weaken?

5. Without union I cannot settle
A sigh ascends to settle

6. And in myself I entrusted the one
Who entrusted himself to passions

7. For that figure in my core
Fell the tips of the supple spear

8. He came twisting, his loss stood up
So the posture of the branch disappeared

9. He passed around the cup intoxicating it
Glancing at my eyes and intoxicating me

10. Then he shyly brought his cheek closer
So the roses bent as he picked them

11. When I was alone with him
And the morning breeze musky scented

12. If he hastily endangered
Me or the morning breeze of the handsome one

13. Lord, stop the flowing creation
Of one who hurts the inclined eyebrow

14. And the generosity his nature is stamped with
Rather, it came naturally with the milk

15. Majid did not sell generosity through him
I did not fear the deal of loss

16. The excuses are narrow, smiling
To the hopeful, vast in affection

17. So he is bare in honor from the garment
Of shame and baseness

18. He did not conceal under the cloak
Harbors of hatred or rancor

19. He surpassed the generous in preceding generosity
A preceder whom his generosity delighted

20. Seeking trophy in the aftermath of the celebrated
Necks are perfumed with blessings

21. Leaving the edge of the teeth to meet
Those who evade him with tongues

22. O Ubaydallah, may you remain
Thus, with wealth not hoarded

23. Adorning the structure of each
In the offspring of customary lineages

24. Sitting in comfort and I stood for him
With the duties of generosity and traditions

25. I swear by the swimmers the dawn sailed
In seas of flags like ships

26. They cut across its peers and came
Freely, while the wind blew the sails

27. You have enslaved me with dew
Warding me off while the wind blew the sails

28. Who sees his dirham being zealously guarded
Prostrate before it like an idol

29. So listen to it today wandering
Like Al-Khidhr’s wandering in cities

30. It is in Baghdad, then it was
In Egypt and in Aden

31. Easy words and eloquence
Without the obligation of gratifying the ear

32. You remain, the morning breeze of dawn departed
And the leaves bid farewell in their arts