1. You passed by the grove, O guide of the caravan at Eisa,
Bear my greetings to the house of Dannis.

2. And greet those I befriended there,
And the eyes of pleasure glance at it gently.

3. And days of delights I spent being close to them,
We raced through them the horses of joy without bridle.

4. With horsemen of intimacy who turn towards
Gazelles in cloaks, if they see them.

5. Verily for the sake of pleasure a passionate soul
Yearns for the Bible and the ringing of bells.

6. And it aspires to the mention of dawn and youths
Whose motto is the cascading of hair over heads.

7. When they remember the law of Jesus, they wiped themselves
With its traces between ink and priest.

8. And they serve drink to the one taking rest as if its breeze
Were a messenger to the heart of the passionate one with ventilation.

9. When we drink it, its server says:
"Greetings senior, long live sir."

10. So the sides of the boon companions shake for his words
As the Bible shook the hearings of Shimis.

11. Good for you O Mattil, set out repenting,
For my father Lulu is the enemy of the bankrupt.

12. And the son of Constantine, his affection changed,
Maybe you inherit to see me without purse.

13. For you are the greatest of people, not objecting,
You meet with spreading clothes with ventilation.

14. Maybe the nights will return to you,
And we wear the clothes of clarity, the best clothes.

15. And we enjoy from the wells of Al-Hijar a drink,
And my hearing gets rung from Thursday with pentatonic tunes.

16. It is the vast, lofty residence, its pillar
On the plateau from the palace of Badis.

17. If the tongue of religion tested it, it wouldn't say:
"Maybe a stopover with the caravan, O guide of Eisa."