1. She poured it gently, openly, and secretly
O Abu Bishr, clouds of sorrow!

2. I wore it as a youth, though I took delight
In it for Zamzam and the Sacred Mosque,

3. The next morning, lawful livelihood poured forth
Beneath a sinful spout,

4. Good manners threw off their rags in parting,
And after him, the perfidy of words dried up.

5. A brother in whom I confided went far away,
So I remained when the loving ones went their own way.

6. Those with high resolve, fists that crush,
Unyielding, and traits that slumber.

7. Their blades stay drawn against you out of spite
For a dream, if they see it while asleep.

8. And of the evils of water when it turns stagnant
Is the length of its stillness.