1. Alas, who has a frivolous soul
Whose stinginess and aloofness have been made clear

2. Indeed, servants of God, am I not perceiving
When I look upon the hillock, my soul renews its feast

3. Else a tear flows after a sigh
That rends my heart when it dares ascend

4. Though I have been accused by the dweller of passion
Of false promises, by the truthful and his oath

5. And if the passion asked me after that for
More love, I would find nothing to increase it

6. Alas! May God destroy passion after a glance
That benefited you the day you received it

7. So I hid the longing from my companions after
The only one flowed from my blinking eyelids

8. And the tears of the eyes before seeing
Were a habit for Umm Amr I would renew

9. At nights, desire calls me and I answer
And my world, nothing new has been created in it

10. So I became having abandoned from the spring of youth
Thirsty valleys of my heart I protect