1. He bent his slender, dark ascent,
And unsheathed from his eyelids the sword of his cheek,

2. And came forth with an army of dazzling beauty,
You would see the highborn Arab women beyond his bond.

3. So from the radiance of his face flashed a glance of his eye,
And from the redness of Mudar shone the page of his cheek.

4. And for him in the battleground of the heart appeared a victory,
God hastened in it to fulfill His promise to him.

5. So he wielded the sword of the glance in the army of passion,
How many compressed hearts above his cheek!

6. And how many hearts were lost in the strait of passion,
Shackled, after exhausting all effort.

7. And in it his death was obscured from his life,
So he lived on in the rule of love for losing him.

8. I swear, he of Hijazi beauty, if he belonged,
The highest brows bowed to the glory of his splendor.

9. He smiled a brilliant pearl smile,
God's work was elegant in stringing his necklace.

10. His curves revealed striking features,
And his breath revealed the breezes of his homeland.

11. And in his twists appeared, when he bent,
The features of the youths of Hijaz and its knights.

12. From the eye of beauty burst a spring,
Around which the hearts of the passionate circle without rosary.

13. The moon of evening appears on his bracelets,
And the branch of blossom frolics in the breath of his chest.

14. And it flirts during youth, joking,
As a sword flirts in its sheath.

15. If his curls disturbed his kerchief,
Then how much more did they disturb a passionate heart!

16. And if magic openly lined his eyelids,
Then how much more did the glance of meaning line them with kohl!

17. And they said flirtation, I said no, but a script
In which I bound for him a pact of love.

18. And he adorned the page of the polished cheek, thereby beautifying it,
As the sheen adorned the blade of the polished sword.

19. So O you who don the hair of youth devoutly,
Tell me of my connection to his ascetic ways.

20. I rode the path of patience, and it was a huge wilderness,
May God protect me from the injustice of the path and its distance.

21. Forty moons of estrangement I fulfilled,
So who can help my patience achieve its greatest extent?

22. When the clouds carried my tears,
My heart quenched in passion the falling of its hailstones.

23. May God water the pact of nearness in the best way He waters
The chaste pacts of passion from the direction of His pact.

24. And one day despite the slanderers I stole him,
I declared my gratitude and praise of God openly.

25. The eyelid of time slept away from me on purpose,
And often one attains beyond his aim.

26. And the chief of the house visited my house,
As the full moon visited the house of its happiness.

27. So O that my people knew that I
Attained victory over my despair with the paradise of eternity!

28. So I kissed his face in the night of youth,
And sought refuge in that light from the night of his rejection.

29. And I gave him red wine the color of my tears
When it pours molten carnelian from his absence.

30. And I said to its server and to companionship, obedience!
Manage the jest of speech and its passion.

31. Serve it, for the cheek was made green by modesty,
And the perfume of blossoms encircled his rose.

32. So he served it mixed with his saliva,
And if I were fair, I would say with his honey.

33. For when pleasure appeared to the one resting in it,
And the left inclined toward embracing his nape,

34. He made the plants his pillow, and bent
To cover the babbling of the child above its cradle.

35. So I pledged allegiance to the sultan of chastity, and did not allow
Myself except to fulfill the pact with him.

36. O father of glory, most holy, treat gently
Souls conquered by a passion that became the plunder of its army.

37. Be gentle, and pardon them with the easiest attainer,
That would protect their reputation like peace and its reconciliation.

38. And if you will not do so, then you are not in existence
The first patron dealing with his servant.