1. Springtime, the youth of flowers
Radiantly smiles with light

2. The season of roses, short lived
Just like the roses, short lived

3. A season where roses wander drunk
With their fragrance in valleys and plains

4. And golden apricots at dawn
Quench the thirst of early risers

5. My longing for the lights of Najd
Is like Al-Farazdaq's for Munjad's lights

6. O Lord, the lightning roams and returns
With its flashes, lighting up the dark night

7. Dawn donned the necks of maidens
With necklaces like those of virgins

8. As if the caravan of storms were brides
Adorned with floral ornaments

9. As if the eyes of narcissi meadows
Gazed like the glances of gazelles

10. As if the dangling branches were brides
Betrothed with veils for the Son of the Cross

11. How much dew has the meadow dotted
With pearls and ringed its palm with bracelets

12. From every alluring valley, a rose bud
Sways, touching the skirts of barren sands

13. The trunks of palm trees above stony ground
Curl, overflowing with the night's musk

14. Revealing a waist as if its straps
Were satin or soft as silk

15. The most delicate lines beauty has drawn
Are the letters meem, fa, and lam of coquetry

16. Dawn joined gold to wit on his cheek
And the moon to his smooth chin

17. Pleiades sparkled, so I swooned
As my eyes radiated with flowing light

18. And the blade of a glance is most painful
Inflicting wounds that spew like a gushing well

19. Who is mine when the hair of old age flirts with me
With a braid that aims at the eyes of the jealous

20. O Father of Contentment, that beloved call
From an East flooding with tears

21. Do you think days in an abode will appease you
With love's roses and vines?

22. Longing for you angry, trampling the knolls
Ablaze, like shooting stars

23. Galloping in the race track of knowledge
Lighting up its vague course

24. His qualities, embracing like an umbrella
More delightful to my hearing than the tune of a flute

25. And virtues filling the times with nobility
Tangible to the eye and traces

26. Created saturated with ethics and ability
Raised by the hand directing fates

27. He dazzled meadows adorned
With anemones and blossoms

28. Greet him peace from me, kissing
A palm that eases hardship with ease

29. If my ode falls short, my duty to him
Is endless, not like my poetry

30. Had poetry not shortened your steps
Poets would have flown in it like all birds

31. Take it to you, a perfumed gift
I have adorned with every perfumed scent

32. Youth wanders above with its fragrance
Jealous of its air is the aroma of aloeswood

33. You who picked its choice blooms, yours is purity
Yours is the choice, I am not the chooser