1. My heart is broken with sorrow and longing,
My eyes overflow with tears of yearning.

2. I suffer longing, turmoil, thoughts, and anguish,
A fire of separation burns in my heart.

3. Sometimes my longing grows after a while,
When a flash of lightning illuminates the darkness.

4. And if she passes by the window briefly,
My heart almost overflows with passion.

5. I remembered the days with my beloved,
When fragrance of basil and musk perfumed the air,

6. And the days of playful youth, when I
Frolicked in the field of adolescence.

7. And the days of first love when it purified
Our affection, giving union and affection.

8. A maiden swayed gracefully as if
She were a branch trembling on a sapling.

9. She had a sweet smile and gap-toothed mouth,
A supple body and cinched waist,

10. A radiant chest adorned with necklaces,
A glowing face brighter than the full moon.

11. Her cheek had the taste of refreshing water
Sweetened with pure wine if she rose in the morning.

12. I cannot forget the days of rebuke when
I concealed my love while she revealed it.

13. She sprinkled blame between us though it seemed
I beckoned affectionately and she explicitly responded.

14. We hid our love fearing gossipers though
Our tears openly revealed our passion and longing.

15. When she saw my hair turning gray, she turned away
For gray hair is ugly like poverty, she said.

16. She left and my heart melted in bitterness
While my eyes poured with flooding tears.

17. I said to her, fear God, our Lord,
But she said gray hair is uglier than poverty.

18. I left not knowing where to go,
So here I am, swimming in oceans of confusion.

19. My blessings changed into misfortune and now
I see death is better than what I suffer.

20. When I saw how time casts its circumstances,
I returned to what is best and most proper.

21. I set out for Isa seeking my Master
Undaunted by misery and hot winds.

22. He is the glorious, generous, and noble
Descendant of Sultan bin Sayf, who is praised.

23. I praise you, sun of time and its full moon,
With sincere praises - I praise no other but you.

24. You have freely granted abundant bounty,
Exceeding all until it seems you jest.

25. Your gracious gift has shackled me
So think me not aloof from your company.

26. I remain reveling in your bounty with thanks,
Why would one who rests not give due thanks?

27. My praises of you are my livelihood forever,
For you are the sea of generosity, glory, and freshness,

28. You have always revealed and rejoiced through time.
Every need leads only to you for its fulfillment,

29. No request of you fails to succeed.
No one comes to you in want but leaves thankful,

30. No petitioner meets you without attaining success.
No destitute but you better his condition,

31. No wretch but becomes sound in your presence.
Greetings to you like moons, no, brighter!

32. Your forbearance like mountains, no, greater!
Undissuaded from you by distant aspirations.

33. She rivals the ancients' poetry in your glory,
Enduring through time, forever striding and frolicking.

34. Weighed for meaning and subtlety against poetry
She defeats all verse and prevails.

35. She renews herself before time whenever
Evening or dawn passes upon the world.

36. If she is recited, every listener is moved,
Lighter compositions humbled before her loftiness.