1. For whom are tears between yearning and regret,
Imagined by an eyelid overflowing with tears?

2. The morning of beauty erased them after its darkness,
And the breeze of morning blew them away, tottering.

3. My friend says, “Is this the breeze of a garden
Breathing, or the memory of love languishing?”

4. I swore I did not know - are the riders chanting
About the abode, or is it the melody of doves cooing?

5. A fire over the dunes calls the camels
To the valley, or is it the whiteness of boats glistening?

6. And I said to Sa’d while the ostriches were drinking it,
And yearning had made the riders turn back:

7. “Be determined to abandon the maidens, or find
A heart that will indulge them, and grieve.

8. And leave off brandishing lightnings, for they
Are swords cutting the mysteries of calamities.

9. When his heart insisted on strife,
Its ardour stirred me, and the one who turns away grieves.

10. The morning breeze blew toward him, so I saw
The sorrowful heart - how it goes and returns!

11. My two friends, if you do not recognize the sigh of passion,
And do not gladden me, then look how I act.

12. I feigned ignorance until a lovesick woman denied me,
Saying, ‘How the dearest departed guest has strayed!’

13. I began hoping my happiness would return,
But there is no return for one covered by death.

14. Sorrow blazed - is that time coming back to you?
Nor is there hope of a lovely creature near.

15. O clan of ‘Amir, they inflict on me the embers of enmity,
And I support you, though today I mediate with wounds.

16. The one whose absence healed my body keeps me awake,
So I look for someone in the tribe who slumbers.

17. Wear the roses of patience, or follow the noble steadfast youth
Who acts as the generous eminent one acted.”