1. I speak as my departure has come, and my companions have chirped,
My friends have readied for farewell, my regiments have assembled.

2. My eyelids are heavy from the flowing tears,
My sorrows have become like the blowing wind from my heart.

3. Nothing remains except a stand I owe,
A farewell to friends, not to lovers.

4. May God shepherd the neighbors of glorious Cordoba,
And may its Lord water it with starry rivers.

5. And may He greet a time I have become accustomed to,
Open, bright-faced, soft-sided.

6. Our brothers in God there, remember
The covenant of a neighbor or the affection of a friend.

7. I went to them for their righteousness and their gathering,
As if among my family and between my kin.