1. One like you my heart yearns for and my count of days
Visited and my companions in life made drunk

2. I was immersed in it after the vigor of youth drained away
And none needing saw one immersed satiated

3. So I spend the night conversing with a classified
Chronicle the dawns kept green

4. To thickets shaded in the air of archers
When the limit of fire passed and was cut off

5. They trysted that there be no consciousness of a mounted watcher
They rejoiced and the thickets about them made them not rueful

6. They visited from a fickleness and repelled its pillar
To the winding stairwell where they experienced

7. And they crossed hot sands to A'ra'ar
And saddle cushions that was a wretched crossing

8. Fragmented shifts as if their textures
When they appeared were clad in a scattered fur coat

9. To women whose flanks were pierced
Vain hopes avail you not to guard them

10. Some people who would not
Feed on grain and clover grunted about them

11. Qais went mad so she frequented her dwellings
In Sinjar, then the thickets, thickets of Dawasir

12. She had been among the sand dunes or Raml Fayruz
Or the sands whenever she came near and was sprinkled

13. Needless of water with the wineskins sometimes
And of ruins her buildings collapsed

14. After sojourns in the stands and a union
She went travelling from our environs and scattered

15. Changed into a stable, hillock and lane,
And rooster that crows when dawn chuckles

16. A garden with two bulls with no tenderness in it
When its caretaker grew insolent and wrapped himself up

17. Abu Salim if you have frequented what you see
Then plead for I have not found quarters in Abhar

18. When my night grew dark and I felt assured it
Was the widest expanse there approached Umm Habukra

19. And I escaped from another whose bird grew short
In the evening I call for the veil that covers

20. I fled to one barren and she was prepared
For her like if I was mated became pregnant

21. Like the lonely bull that dew strikes
The dew climbs up its back and trickles down

22. She says as she rises the part above it
He waters but is not sated, red are her sons

23. I inform those I have known that I can see plainly
And will be from men the like of me who see

24. Behold, little are the goods of fate, how they changed
And it took to pelt men from the ear of a rat-colored one

25. If some fool from Tenukh says a poem
In which there is fabrication accounted against me

26. And another recites it and I carry its blame
Then that is a judgment, its truth that it be altered

27. May God reward my people defending me
And evil appeared to them about the noble and base

28. They confused me among souls and were worried
For me and rebutted the perfumed Bacchic