1. O mother of perfect beauty, tend these branches
Is not their blossoming more pleasing to the warrior's eye?

2. Stop, and let them spread, for are date palms more beautiful
When they drop those covers?

3. Steep their fibers in fragrant oil
For I love to see branches in tresses

4. And of fine jewelry, dress in plain silk thus
Braided, or like these necklaces

5. Wear only amulets like these
Green, or green like anklets

6. Not even dull, tangled locks are ugly
Against white skin and rosy cheeks

7. But flower wreaths have marred
Your lovely face, remove some of these garlands

8. Sway as if to sway back
Like boughs of acacia between hills and dunes

9. Raise your gaze beautifully and be shy
Stun gazelles’ eyes and slay me with yours

10. It's enough that you show your braids
Their tips expose flashes of braids

11. Go back to stringing beads so I can see
Henna on your delicate fingers

12. Or get up and make no excuses
To banter, for women's purity is in coquetry

13. Or come closer, look, or speak
To me, even to blame or flirt

14. Your perfect beauty, when complete
Was to me, among blessings, proof

15. So I was intent upon fighting before me
The impassable fortresses

16. And your eyes, O wild cows, I
Match them in your perfect beauty

17. I remember, O fawn, their anklets' jingling
Her anklets jingle, you being the fawn

18. And the thought occurs, O languid walker, of her gait
When you walk the walk of laziness

19. Behind you buttocks bred then fused
Like dune upon dune, tremendous

20. A woman's beauty is imperfect
Unless her neck is long, not fully formed

21. Except that I have repented from every word
I used in poetry to praise the worthless

22. And I weep for what I did and what flowed
From my words about them in days past

23. By God, by God, I never meant in praising them
To exalt their fame or out of love gained

24. Rather, I am the furthest from them
But the hunter is very crafty

25. I thought well of them but they let me down
Fine men slip, and noble feet stumble

26. Except that good faith in people is weakness
And failure, and time conceals pitfalls

27. O You, You it is, You, it is You who know my story
And You test me with calamities

28. I gave You my oath but went back on it
Knowing my partisans failed me and my regiments deserted

29. Perplexed, You as witness, is my wealth today
Squandered through my stinginess and lances wasted

30. I became broken-winged alone
Miserable, suffering humiliation among the tribes

31. I bow my head to the tyrants cringingly
And offer my cheek to the vilest riffraff

32. I see what displeases me in You openly
And wink, though it crashes like hammers in my chest

33. I close my eyes to deceivers' deceit
Though I am hurt by grit in the eye

34. I try by ignoring to incline those on earth
Toward You, but prudence blinds efforts

35. So here I am, despite vileness and youth, repentant
To You, Master of the Kingdom, a repentance like Wael's

36. Of sin openly and secretly in error
Intentionally or in ignorance or negligence

37. My great sins, O Forgiver, have multiplied
So pardon them and lighten my burdens

38. Do not test me with fire, neither I, my father,
Mother, nor the righteous on the Day of Tremors

39. Save us, we cannot stand to rebuke Malik
When he says, "O fire, crush him and him, consume!"

40. Save us from Hellfire's flames, all of us
Flames - ah! - from being stripped and destroyed

41. We have no strength to withstand the clanking
No carrying of burdens or dragging of chains

42. O Lord, inspire me to thank You and guide me
To all that pleases You, O Most Virtuous

43. And do not let me forget to remember You
My Lord, let me die on the path of those You sent as messengers

44. Muhammad our caller unto You, so give him life
And send Your prayers upon him at dawn and dusk