1. I wept to hide with overflowing tears
The heat ignited within my heart

2. It burned my insides and ulcered my eyelids
Were it not for you, my eyes would not weep over me

3. And I can't help my heart, and my heart knows
That persisting in passion is not sound

4. And though I hid what sorrow lies within me
I truly know your love exposes me

5. And in my love for you and the intimacy
I expose myself to spears and swords

6. And thrust it between glances, to a battlefield
Where I take refuge between a spearman and a swordsman

7. You tell me to visit you before long
Yet that date is one of distant promises

8. Are you not, though near the lands, far away?
So how can you be near, you who are remote?

9. Leave promises and be kind now in union, my ailment,
For how many times was I struck by flashing blades?

10. And name not one day over another in succession
For to delay is to lose out on benefits

11. I say, though she has turned away from every suitor
Who insists on his love and lingers

12. If you are pleased with the aloofness of my beloved
Though they prolong it beyond the excesses of rain showers

13. Do you claim the censurers have ignited wrath
While you empathize, claiming to advise me?

14. By my soul, she whose soul did not err has flung
At me glances of slumbering, wakeful eyelids

15. And whenever I weep because of her, she laughs
While her acts seriously laugh in jest

16. Had other glances struck me than her hands
Goodness would not have filled the earth through prosperous deeds

17. Count the lineage of Ismael and those beyond him
And boast of the lineages of fleeing kings

18. A young man who repelled the high with his sword
And led, with his judgments, every unruly charger

19. With a resolve that makes the quick ones tremble in awe
And a firmness equal to every close combatant

20. Leave off boasting, O seeker of pride, to Ahmad
And refrain from the path of lasting virtues

21. For he who seeks the lofty, their dowries are costly
When he who marries them seeks reduction from every bridegroom

22. And from him each day there is an ascent to the heights
Suffering to seize opportunities that present themselves

23. He steers his view when matters become dark
To travel a clear approach among approaches

24. And he clarifies the darkness of problems when they become gloomy
With the ideas of a heart generating insights

25. A brother of resolves that do not sleep while their enemies
Rest upon their sides except in the pits of tombs

26. It suffices him that he raised his army in the dust
Above the army Saad a slaughterer of every slaughterer

27. A young man in whom the tools of his perfection are complete
So he drives back all who mutilate him

28. He stood with yearning on the heights as fresh dew
Which we barter and bargain from him, every passerby

29. His door filled the hands of hopes with spoils
And there is no profit except with every reconciler

30. Our mixed goods sell at his place
And spend it around him the market of praises

31. And my praise of him on whom all bestowers
Conferred and profited from praising him

32. And not the dowry of one of the virtuous women
Is like his dowry from those of liberal accord